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[bloodycherry22]

Lesson | Ellie Williams

Genre: smut, requested

Summary: Your Tommy's daughter, Ellie's your best friend, when she finds out your a virgin she cant help but offer her aid.

Warnings: cussing, smut, first time, praise kink, mommy kink, oral, scissoring, praise and a lil teasing

Not Proofread, 2k+ words

"I'm on patrol tonight kid, Ellie's comin' over to make sure you aren't all alone" Was the last thing your dad sweetly said before he left, ignoring your remarks about how you could look after yourself as he knew you enjoyed spending time with Ellie. Now here you sat, on the kitchen counter, drying a plate as Ellie scrubbed various dishes beside you, stood in front of the sink.

You made dinner and she offered to clean, but you didn't mind at all, so you gave her a hand, casually small talking as you stared at her, specifically her soapy, toned hands as they carefully washed a plate. Her hair tied back in her usual half up half down style, the colour especially bright under the dim lighting of your old kitchen, her deep eyes focused on the task at hand as she let out a small laugh, her lips curving into a smile at a silly comment you made about Dina and Jesse's stupid relationship.

"I love them, but honestly, i hope they either stay away from each other or actually get back together, not just for a week" She groaned, the noise sending a shiver through your spine as you smiled, agreeing, a pokerface being one of your best skills. She handed you another wet plate, her hand brushing over yours as she did so, her eyes meeting yours for merely a second before she shook off her hands, wiping the wetness on your legs with a snicker.

You groaned in annoyance and nudged her hip with your leg, muttering curse words as you dried off the plate "Idiot" You huffed and rubbed your thighs with the towel before looking at her, finding her gaze on your thighs, before quickly meeting yours, a light tint of pink dancing over her cheeks, barely noticeable.

"I can't believe my dad made you come over here" You brougth up a new subject and she scoffed, shaking her head.

"Please, when Joel said they were going on patrol and you could use a protector, i took the offer immediately, i wanted to hang with you, its been forever" She smiled playfully, placing one of ehr hands on the counter beside her.

"We literally hung out at the bar yesterday" You tilted your head and she shrugged "feels like forever" She leaned onto her hand, growing closer, still an innocent distance, her voice soft. "also" You continued "Your not my protector, your just..having a sleepover" You smiled, nudging her shoulder with your own.

She chuckled and shook her head, looking at the ground "Sure, if clickers burst in you'd save yourself without me"

"one, that would never happen and two, i totally could" You huffed, sitting straight in fake confidence as she looked back at you, her eyes deep and almost intimidating, before you became her friend, you thought she was pretty scary, but instantly warmed up to her when she introduced herself.

"I wouldn't know, you never join me on patrol" She replied smugly

"thats cuz Dina's always your partner, or else maybe i would"

"Yeah?" She raised a brow. "yeah." You responded. "Then take my route with me on friday, its usually quiet, it'll be nice to see you out there" She ruffled your hair with her free hand and you grumbled, pushing her hand away and smiling a little. "I will, for your information"

"It'll give Dina some time to get down and dirty with her boyfriend" She snickered, referring to the fact they'll most likely be back together by then. You breathed out a small laugh "Gross" you shook your head. "I know, i do not get the attraction to men" She looked around and you hummed in response. "Seriously, sex with women is much better" She stated, looking at you, now it wasn't odd to talk about sex or weird shit with Ellie but it felt different because she was talking about herself, not the generalization.

You hummed again and she furrowed her brows "You good?" she placed her hand on your forearm, you nodded, sending her a reassuring smile. While you didn't mind speaking about her sex life, you had none, which meant you didn't really know what to say, obviously you knew the basics but had no personal details to chime i with.

"Your lying" She huffed and looked into your eyes, placing one hand on your chin to lift your head up as if she was examining you. You giggled at her doctor like moves, shaking your head "Ellie, seriously, i'm good, i just don't have much..experience in this genre of conversation" You cringed a little and she grinned. "Ah"

"I kind of knew that y/n" She sniggered "not that it's bad, it's good..you shouldn't waste it on random people..but do you not sometimes just get desperate" She muttered, closer than before, the air growing thick. Her eyes seeming a darker color, her lips looking especially kissable. "Sure, but you know.."

"Do i?" She asked and you quirked a brow, mumbling "You know what i mean" And she seem taken aback, pupils blown. "I never even considered that, i always thought you were crazy innocent" You huffed in embarrassment, moving back in the slightest to breath. "Can we not talk about this?"

"Are you kidding, i'm enticed, and the look on your face is amazing" She teased and in reaction you looked to the side, puffing out air. She smirked and turned you to face her "I'm sorry, i just adore messing with you" You rolled your eyes, not responding. "Come on princess, I can't help it, your so shy about it" You felt your face heat up at the name and huffed, looking into her eyes. Her thumb brushed over your cheek gently and you spoke up "I'm not saving myself fro marriage or anything silly, i just haven't found the right moment or person" You explained.

She nodded in a knowing way as her eyes flickered from your lips to your own, before she murmured "I could be the person"

You widened your eyes in shock "What?"

"You know you heard me" She drawled. You looked into her eyes, checking for any sign of this being a joke but she leaned in to kiss you, her parted lips meeting yours, leaving you breathless. Her head tilted to the side to match yours, your hands clutched at the material of her shirt, her free hand landing on your lower back and pulling you closer until your spread legs hit her waist, thighs squeezing her.

She pulled back a few inches, her lips almost touching yours "Unless of course you dont want tha-"

Breathlessly, you placed your hands in her hair and rapidly blurted out "Of course i want it" And you pulled her back to you in a deep kiss, her hands moving to caress the clothed skin of your thighs, one gliding to your lower back, toying with the hemline of your shirt. She hummed in satisfaction as her tongue brushed against your bottom lip, her slender fingers grazing the underside of your thigh.

Her scent of sandalwood, musk and somehow sweetness overwhelmed your senses as you moaned against her lips, your hips bucking to meet hers, her toned body feeling amazing against your own. You could feel her grin against your cheeks, your fingers fumbling with her hair, trailing down the back of her neck, nails dragging over the skin, noticing the way she shivered slightly.

She pulled back, her lips scraping the skin of your jaw as her fingers worked on slowly lifting your shirt over your head, looking over you with proud eyes. "We shouldn't do this here" She chuckled, fingers tapping your thigh gently. You nodded, hopping off the counter, taking her calloused hand and pulling her eagerly to your room.

She was quick to lay you down, climbing over you, one of her hands holding your wrists above your head as she worked on marking the skin of your chest, teeth grazing every spot she kissed. Your back arched into her touch, a low whine falling freely out of you. Her other hand got to work on your pants, eyes meeting yours for a split second, the air growing hotter under her gaze.She removed her grip from your arms and heaved your pants down, like it was her one task.

With a pathetic whimper, you hooked your fingers into the waistband of her jeans, tugging her closer and she snickered. "Such pretty noises" She commented, skillfully unzipping her jeans and yanking them down, her nimble hands spreading your thighs and looking into your eyes. "You want it baby?"

"please.."

"Use your words, princess." She teasingly ran a finger over your cunt, half lidded eyes burning holes into you. A shuddered breath somehow came out as you tried again "I want it"

She smirked proudly and pulled your panties down, the cold air hitting your heat making you gasp, she moved her thigh between your legs and, by your hips, roughly tugged you down till your body pressed against hers, the only sounds were the both of your heavy breathing as she spread her hands over the expanse of your ribcage, eyes still on you as she slowly shifted her body against yours, thighs intertwined.

You breathed out a moan as your clit met her thigh in agonizing pleasure, encouraging you to move with her, she grasped your waist. Soon, you were both moving in sync, letting out synchronized moans and groans, the air thick and hard to take in, both dripping in sweat, but the sight of her was something so amazing.

The second you felt that familiar feeling building in your core, the heat rushing to your legs, eyes rolling to the back of your head, your thighs squeezed Ellie's own thigh in between them]. Her eyes barely open as her mouth hung agape, her hair sticking to her forehead as she incoherently cussed. "Fuck, you like that?" She murmured, not daring to look away "Like it when mommy fucks you so good baby"

You nodded deliriously, hips sputtering as you felt the sweet release mere seconds away. "Thats it.." she panted "cum for mommy" She rocked her hips at a quicker pace and watched as you came undone, a loud moan escaping you as your head fell back against the bed sheets. She let out a groan at the sight and bucked her hips randomly against you as she came, her fingertips digging into your skin.

As you both came to your senses and rode out your highs, she fell beside you onto the bed, head leaning on your shoulder, kissing it once. You smiled and moved off the bed, kneeling on the ground, still catching your breath. "whoa, what're you doing?" She smirked, sitting up slightly to look at you as your hands worked their way up her thighs, shrugging shyly "repaying the favor" You mumbled, kissing the skin of her inner thigh.

"We both came, you don'y have to do that princess" She ran a hand through the roots of your hair, raising a brow and you shook your head, pulling her closer by her thighs. "Shut up and enjoy it" You joked and with a taken aback laugh, she relaxed into your touch, hand resting in your hair as you peppered kisses along her thigh, growing close each time.

When you finally pressed a kiss to her clit she shuddered and her head tipped back, you placed your hands under her thighs, getting a much better angle and licking a stripe up her heat. As you carefully, and slowly, began to swirl your tongue over her clit, switching from various shapes to letters, one of your hands moved to circle her hole, making a high pitched moan ring through your ears, a proud smirk falling on your face.

Experimentally, you pushed a finger into her, curling it upwards, attempting to find that spot, your tongue still working on her sensitive bud, and sure enough, her hips lifted to meet your face as a louder moan left her, confirming you had found it. With a sense of certainty, you repeatedly prodded her g spot, loving the way she almost began to ride your face, moaning out like a song, music to your ears.

"Fuck, y/n, please..just there, so close" She whined, hands tugging at your hair, and so you continued, fucking into her with your finger and swirling your tongue in figure eights. Suddenly, her thighs shook slightly and a choked out, high pitched moan erupted as she came on your face, much to your delight.

Slowly, you moved back, wiping your face quickly and brushing your hand on the bed sheet before flopping beside her, she turned to face you, offering her arm. Happily, you leaned into her, her arm wrapping around your shoulder, thumb brushing your skin as she kissed your head. "that was amazing"

"Yeah, thank you" You laughed

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now i am not usually one for the mommy kink, but i didn't hate it.

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[bloodycherry22]

hellooo!! i really love ur ellie imagines, so i decided to request one. can you make one in which the fem reader is tommy's daughter and have a close friendship with ellie. after finding out the reader is a virgin ellie offers to help her with it because she wants her for a long time. reader has a mommy and praise kink but she is a switch so she also ruins ellie by eating her out and degreades her (because sub ellie uhhh 😵) i really appreciate if you add scissoring and pet names for reader as princess 🥺 thank you so much angel, love u xx

Hi my love, I’m so sorry for the long wait, I adore this request and you seem so kind, so really, apologies for the wait buttt, I’m working on this fc as we speak, it should be out within the next few days, so keep your eyes peeled

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Insomnia | Ellie Williams

Genre: Smut

Summary: Dina invites you over, you didn't realise that she would be there, nightfall hits and you just can't sleep, annoyingly, neither can she. (enemies to fuckers/lovers)

Warnings: Hate sex, smut, cussing, like alot of cussing, fingering, tribbing, Ellie is cocky af, kind of mock hate, Dina mentions a 'jen' this is a made up, filler character that means nothing.

Not proofread

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Fucking liar. Fucking Dina said she wouldn't be here, said it was just a few people and that it would be no bother. Here you are, sat on the couch, holding a clear glass, half full of a brown alcoholic liquid, surrounded by some friends, Dina beside you, Jesse on the couch opposite you and next to him, Ellie.

God knows why you hated her, but she hated you, and it was rare you two could be left for longer than 5 minutes before someone was on the others ass about something, yelling their ear off. It was like she held some kind of enjoyment from pissing you off, the way she stared at you and smirked as she drank from her glass, not even acknowledging the burning sensation in her throat. Her slender fingers wrapped around the glass as she leaned back into the couch, man-spreading, deep eyes glaring into you. You scoffed, narrowing your eyes and turning away from her, if she wasn't such a dick, she'd be good looking.

Dina nudged your arm, making your gaze shift in her direction, she frowned at you teasingly "will you two be friendly for one night?" She huffed, drinking her beer. You smiled at her and nodded apologetically, finishing your own drink, biting down a sour face at the strong taste. "i'm going to get another drink" You state, internally fending off thoughts about outright leaving. As you stride by her, walking into the kitchen and pouring more of the thin brown liquid into your glass. Whiskey. It sucks ass, but sources are limited. The transparent liquid slowly began to overfill the rim of the glass as you zoned out, clueless to your surroundings.

A sculpted hand reached for the bottle and tilted it till it stood straight once again "Careful, some people also want to drink tonight." Her voice filled your ears. Instantly, you recognized her presence, the passive aggressive tone to her coarse voice. You sucked in a sharp breath and turned to face her. "I zoned out, sorry." You replied calmly, wanting the conversation to be quick and sharp.

"It's fine, just you know, takes weeks to find a crate of this shit, no bother" She shrugged and poured herself a glass, not spilling a drop before wiping down the counter. It gave you a moment to look over her, a brown shirt draped over her arms and shoulders, unbuttoned, covering up the lighter shirt beneath, her thighs jean clad, looking muscular and usual black converse on her feet, stained. Her hair was tied slightly, falling out of place and her expression was blank. You didn't like the feeling and tension in the air from the interaction.

The way she aggressively handed the cloth to you, a stench of whiskey filling your nose as you looked at her, raising your brows as she smiled sarcastically. "Bye" Her smile turned to a smirk as her eyes scanned over you, up and down, it was as if she had placed a frog in your throat, unable to respond as she calmly left the kitchen, heading back to the living room.

The kitchen suddenly seemed smaller and your heart began to beat faster, but you shook it off, knowing it was just her and you shouldn't let her annoying antics bother you. A sigh escaped your throat as you picked up the glass with so much care you swear it was worth more than a new born baby because you were not fucking dropping this.

When you stepped back into the living room, Dina waved you over happily, talking with a few friends and Ellie, was she trying to set you up? But, begrudgingly, you walked over and greeted everyone, nodding at Ellie who just seemed to be aggravated that you were here, maybe she was just as annoyed as you were. Yet, both of you kept your cool, seemingly for Dina but also because it could cause a scene.

Dina smiled at the both of you, placing a hand on each of your shoulders, both you and Ellie sharing uncanny glances. "So.." Dina spoke up and Ellie groaned at her tone, making you roll your eyes at her annoying attitude towards everything in life. "I know, you have your..differences, but, i'm worried that Jesse is going to kill a guy, he's been on me all night"

"Dina, babe, what does this have to do with us?" You interrupted and to your disbelief, she nodded in agreement.

"Well, the rooms tonight, were meant to be me, y/n and jen in my bedroom and Jesse, Ellie and that guy..in a room" She paused to scan both of your reactions. "I need you guys to stay y/n to swap places with Jesse so they don't kill each other is what i am saying" She said rapidly and you snickered, shaking your head in response "Funny"

"Yeah, funny, nothing will happen, i'll be there with Jesse" Ellie stated, putting her drink down to focus on the conversation. "Guys..please just make this easy on me, it's one night, your just sleeping, nothing more, no need to talk or yell or fight." She pleaded and picked Ellie's drink back up, handing her it. "Thanks!" She left.

"I didn't agree!" Ellie yelled and you scoffed, turning away.

Hours passed, and a few drinks, but just enough to sit a comfortable buzz in your head, it was pitch black outside and you grew weary of your night with Ellie, you expected her to just sleep outside or something, rather than sleep within 6ft of you, but when you stepped into your assigned bedroom, she was sat on the bed, kicking off her shoes.

"That guy hasn't even showed, i think i saw him passed out in the bathroom" She stated, voice sounding not so happy, her eyes facing her shoes.

"That sucks." You said. Carefully and quietly, you took of your own shoes, and jacket before looking at the double bed Ellie sat on, then the couch not too far from it. "I'll sleep on the couch, guessing thats 'the guys' bed" You huffed and flopped onto the old cushion, looking at her and seeing her gaze on yours.

Her eyes were dark and tired, hair slightly messy and freckles fading a little due to being inside more often. She nodded and turned away "If you get uncomfy, i don't bite" She teased. switching off the light. Other than the rustling of both your blankets, it was silent, and it stayed that way for what felt like hours.

Hours of nothingness, eery silence, she wasn't asleep, she hadn't even let out a snore or a heavy breath, she hadn't mustered a noise, she must've been awake. "Ellie?"

"What?" She asked, but it sounded like more of a statement, the tone of her voice being fed up.

"Jeez, just seeing if you were awake" You huffed, furrowing your brows, although you knew she couldn't see.

"Of fucking course i'm awake, it's like creepily fucking silent but you don't see me asking you questions" She spat

"Jesus Christ, i said your name, you so easy to piss off."

Suddenly, the bedside lamp clicked on and Ellie sat up, she was a little more disheveled and she squinted her eyes due to the light, her shirt fell off one of her shoulders. She ran a hand through her hair and tilted her head at you. "I'm not easy to piss off, your annoying" She calmly stated and you grumbled, turning away from her.

"Come on, you said my name, you must've wanted a chat" She teased, again, in that snarky voice.

"Shut the fuck up Ellie" You got up from the couch and walked towards the door but she was quick to jump up, reaching to stop you, hand landing on top of yours, not allowing you to move the door handle. "Okay, I'm being a dick"

"Yeah, you are" You tried to nudge her away but she stood her ground and looked at you in confusion. "What? I'm apologizing"

"No, your admitting to being a dick, which you are, but that makes you no less of a dick, in fact it makes you more of a dick because ultimately your simply saying it to make yourself feel better which is like the ultimate dick move-"

She kissed you, aggressively, her lips feeling like fire against your own, her hands grasping either side of your face as you imagine the dirty sight of them on your cheek, veins spread over her slim fingers which you stare at all the godamn time. Her lips move against yours and you find yourself doing the same in perfect symphony, your hands finding her auburn hair, tugging at the ends, making her gasp and pull back.

"Your the fucking worst" She says and you smirk

"I hate you" You tease, but she just grins, leaning down to kiss from your jaw to your neck, letting her tongue glide over the skin of your throat.

"I hate you more" She responded, hands moving to land on your hips, pushing you against the door with a gentle slam, she sucked at the skin of your neck, peppering kisses down your collarbone before pulling back. "No witty remark?" She snickered and you just scoffed, pulling her in for another rough kiss, her tongue pushing into your mouth and fighting with your own as her hands squeezed your waist.

Her right hand trailed to the zip of your pants before undoing them and slowly tugging them down. A hum left your mouth into the open mouthed kiss as she pressed her index finger over your barely clothed heat. A whine escaped you as she began to draw small circles against your clit, biting at your bottom lip before pulling back.

She pushed your panties to the side and swirled her finger over your cunt, watching the way your hips jutted ever so slightly at the 'touch' with focus, she pushed her middle finger into you, biting down on her lip as she stared. Your head fell back against the door as she curled her finger to meet your g spot, uttering out a moan, you grasped her wrist and she chuckled lightly.

"Fuck babe, you suck me in so well, not even two fingers" She commented, her eyes stuck on your hole, watching the way her finger slipped in and out of you perfectly, just the way you wanted.

"Y-your insufferable" You declared through gritted teeth, your eyes screwed shut as she began rubbed at your clit, breathing out small moans.

"Sure i am doll, and your the fucking worst" She pushed especially hard into you, knuckle deep, eyes trailing up to watch your reactions, loving the way she had you.

"Ellie-I'm gonna cum" You whimpered out, hips resting fully on her hand as her finger pummeled your insides, body shaking slightly. She nodded "Thats it, cum for me, you know you want too" And you did, with a few rocks of your hips, you released all over her hands, much to her pleasure and she laughed a little.

"Fuck, your a mess" She teased, wiping her hands on her jeans an looking at you, her hand cupping your cheek, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. "You really shouldn't go out looking like this" she joked

"Your not fucking funny" you panted and pushed her onto the bed, climbing on top of her and kissing at her neck, she hummed and placed her hands on your thighs.

"So cocky" She huffed, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your lips just below her collarbone "Such a bitch" she mumbled. Your hips rolled against hers as you lifted your head to pull her shirt over her head. You then kissed at her rib cage as you undid her jeans, tugging them down with a desperation before sitting back up to look at her. She narrowed her eyes "You know your not in charge right?"

"Oh yeah? Says who?"

"Me, don't be a fucking idiot" She grasped at your hips, hard enough to leave bruises causing you to let out a small gasp, building her ego even more. With a huff of defeat, you helped slide her underwear off before looking into her eyes, giving her your best puppy dog eyes. "Those eyes don't work on me sweetheart, maybe you should've tried that in the past rather than cussing me out or throwing hands hm?" She cooed teasingly and you scoffed, looking away.

"Your so easy to piss off" She mocked you from earlier, making you smile a little before groaning. "Ellie just fuck me already"

"So glad you asked" She announced and sat up, kicking off her underwear, she lifted one of your legs over hers so you were perfectly intertwined and smirked. "You ever done this baby?"

"Shut up and get on with it"

"So feisty" She commented and rested her head in your neck, pressing the odd kiss to your neck as she began to rhythmically move her hips against yours, the sensation overwhelming and amazing in the best possible ways. She let out a quiet moan into the crook of your neck, sending a shock wave to your core, keening your body against hers, you whined out. She panted and you felt the coil in your stomach growing tighter, suddenly she moved against you faster, her hips bucking and rolling out of sync with yours but somehow feeling amazing.

Her noises grew louder along with yours and the blended noise of both your curse words filled the room as you felt yourself coming undone against her. She seemed to do the same as she rutted a few mire times before resting against your frame.

"woah"

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The next morning Dina raised her brow at the both of you, noticing the fact there was much less tension, and you were wearing Ellie's shirt, she smiled, her plan had worked.

A/N:i honestly don't like this but i disappeared for months and needed a comeback.

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[bloodycherry22]

Hi, i hope your day or night is going well 😊

I wanted to request if you do of course a ellie x fem reader smut, where they hate eachother...like alot but the reader hooks up with ellie but its hate sex thank you love your work 🥰🥺

Hiya love, i know you sent this a fat minute ago! I'm so sorry, the fic will be out in the next 24 hours, again, sorry angel!!

[bloodycherry22]

Hiya, just to let ya'll know, i only write for ellie from now on, i'll keep the rick fics up but no more will be coming out, however i should finally be getting to my ellie reqs!

[bloodycherry22]

Your mine | Rick Grimes

Genre:smut.

Summary: Despite the large age gap, Rick can't help but want you, he holds back for months, until he grows tired of seeing younger men attempt to swoop you off your feet and he just needs you to know that you are his.

Warnings: Cussing, smut, age gap (legal, reader is in her 20s), rough sex, degrading, but also praise, crying. Season 3. Prison.

A/n: This requested by a lovely anon, apologies for the long wait. <3 Not proofread

Holy shit. He looked so good, down in the field, digging away at god knows what, sweating, sleeves rolled up to his forearms and hair falling messily over his forehead, dirt covering his hands as he tightly gripped at the metal shovel. He paused his digging and shoved the tool into the ground, leaning on it for a moment as he brushed over her forehead with his other forearm, tipping his head back and closing his eyes. He looked worn, but good. Sure he was, what, early 40's? Who cares?

With a huff, you walked downstairs, being on watch, you stepped out of the watch tower and heard the door slam behind you, not extremely loud but loud enough for Rick to hear. When he turned to face you, you shot him a smile and he nodded, smiling back.

"You alright?" He asked, his southern drawl sending a shiver down your spine as you nodded happily. "Mhm, just gonna switch with Maggie" You said and he nodded, again, averting his gaze from your tight, long sleeve shirt and jeans. "Is the farm still growing well?" You asked and he chuckled lightly. "Why yes, yes it is" He stated, his hand combing through his light beard.

You laughed a little and nodded, walking away, feeling his gaze burn into you. He couldn't keep his eyes off you, god he barely got any work done just knowing you were in the watch tower, and when you spark random conversations with him, it reminds him just how much younger and full of life you are compared to him, he wanted you so bad but his morals just wouldn't let him have you and it drove him mad.

He watched you walk back into the prison, completely stared, gazed shamelessly, watched as some of the other men working took a glance as well, just enhancing his burning desire for you. The annoying things being, most of the men who had joined the group recently were your age, early to late 20's. He didn't realize that you had no issue at all with the age gap, if anything you liked that he was older. Either way, for months now, you had shot him signals and he just hadn't reacted.

Like the time you purposely sat with him at night in the prison when you first arrived, before cell blocks were cleared, and it was just the group. You chose to sit directly next to him multiple times, he would work at clearing the prison almost all day and his free time was spent talking to you, not even a meter away and he saw it as friendly.

Or like when you asked him to help you untangle your two necklaces, he stood inches away from you, your breath hitting his chest as you looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. His hands working with the fragile metal on your collarbone, his eyes focused on it as he licked his lips, his fingers occasionally brushing over your skin, making your skin prick in pure need for him yet, nothing. When he untangled them he stepped back and ruffled your hair gently before getting back to work.

Or, again, like the time when you were helping him plant some seeds, both of you kneeling in the dirt and sweaty. When Daryl made some dirty joke about the both of you that shouldn't be repeated, Rick laughed it off and said nothing about it while you were starstruck.

Yet to him, these moments were torture, he loved spending time with you yet the more he did the harder it was to not kiss you right there and then. Fuck, how badly he wanted to kiss you when he was untangling them stupid necklaces, silly little ploy for attention, he wasn't dumb but he also didn't mind.

However, something was different today, he wanted to see you more than usual, enough to make him want to take a break from work which was a near impossible thing to happen, but he didn't know why. That was until he stepped into the prison building and couldn't see you anywhere. He raised a brow and walked towards a busier area, where more people gathered to eat and drink, various families and people around, he could see Daryl, leaning on the wall and talking to Carol, he could see a couple of the new people talking to Glenn, and then you.

He saw you, sat at a table with two other men and a girl he recognized enough to know he let them in but not enough to know their names. The man sat beside you appeared to be your age, and confident, he was leaning towards you and smiling a lot, he couldn't tell how you felt about the situation.

You didn't look uncomfortable? But he sure as hell didn't want some random guy having his way with you. Who is he to act like he owns you? Are you waving him over? Yes you are.

"Rick!" You smiled and waved your hand towards yourself, he clicked after a minute and began to walk over, making sure to hold himself high. He looked down at you and the others, sharing a small smile.

"Rick, i dunno if you met Jane, Tommy and Scott" You introduced the people at the table and he nodded at them. Scott. Scott spoke up "Sit down! We brought scotch, come on" He offered and you instantly sent him an apologetic look, usually he would instantly decline, but he didn't want this Scott guy to have you.

A little while passed, both you and Rick still held the same glasses of scotch, barely drinking, while Scott and Tommy had dank at least three each, Jane having left not long ago, making Rick even more sure he wasn't going to be leaving you alone anytime soon with two drunk men. He noticed that Scott had began to rest his hand on your shoulder and lean over you, his hands gripping the skin of your arm gently, hard enough to make ricks hand squeeze tightly around his glass.

You noticed the way Rick's knuckles turned white from the tense grip at the sight of you being touched and you wondered if this may finally be enough to break him. It was obvious he wasn't listening to a thing the other men were saying and neither were you, he was just staring at the hand on your arm, even when he took a swig of his drink, he didn't let it out of his sight.

Not until the men called him into the conversation, and he looked at Scott, his face showing no clear emotion behind it, but he still looked amazing, you didn't care that you were staring at him, who wouldn't. The sun had began to set and he had a perfect golden sheer over him, he looked older, but in the best way possible, in a way that made you have to lick your lips as they had gone dry in the time you had been thinking about him. He seemed to engage in some of the conversation, but he didn't seem as amused by it as they did.

Suddenly you were knocked out of your train of thought, a hand resting just above your knee, a feeling that was so rare nowadays it made you jolt just a little, only enough for Rick to notice. He raised a brow, looking at you in slight worry, his eyes gleaming with protection. Scott's hand sat on your thigh, not at an uncomfortable level, you could tell he wasn't trying to be weird, he was just making a move, the only problem being, you didn't wan't him too.

Rick's eyes traveled over you before landing on Scott's arm and putting the pieces together, he cleared his throat. "well, it's getting late..we both have early shifts tomorrow, right y/n?" He began and smiled at you, hoping the men would take the hint. Yet they protested and encouraged more drinking, Scott's hand squeezing your thigh a little in a way that had began to make you extremely uncomfortable, a way that made you subtly nudge Rick under the table and look at him, with the same, soft eyes as earlier.

He stared deeply at you for a moment, ignoring the males chattering before nodding and standing up, pulling you up and away from the man beside you as quick as he could. He muttered some excuse and with various disagreeing statements from the men and a few "Oh but we were having so much fun" you were able to leave.

Rick walked around he corner with you, heading to another cell block, his hand on your lower back, spread out so largely it made you suck in a breath. He stopped and looked around, it was the cellblock that shared most of the original groups cells, you smiled and looked at him "Thanks Rick, i mean he wasn't a creep but-"

"No, he was being creepy darlin', whether you admit or not" He snickered and looked down at you, his hand still on you, the nickname making your mind wander. You stared up at him, eyes flickering over his face, wandering from feature to feature, noticing the furrowing of his brows and the blue in his eyes, the shades of grey painting his beard. He pursed his lips and averted his gaze from you, you wanted him so bad, and he wanted you but he was holding back.

You placed your hand flat against his chest and he quickly looked back at you, a little shocked and confused. "Rick, I can't keep going like this"

"What do y-"

"You know what i mean, i want you too Rick, stop holding back" You complained, leaning closer and he stood in shock, his lips parted as he thought about what you were saying and how badly he wanted to take you right then and there. "Cmon Rick, I've been hinting for months, give me what i want Rick, make me yours" You whined and with a groan he kissed you, lucky that the area was empty. His hands landed on your waist and tugged you against his chest, your hands falling around his neck as he deeply kissed you, his lips stimulating your own as if they were ravening for you. The kiss was sultry and absent minded, your head was cloudy.

He hummed in pleasure before pulling back to look at you, faces inches away "you really want this? I don't think I'll ever want to stop" He stated, breathlessly and you nodded, lips feeling swollen as you bit down on them desperately. He was quick to pull you into his cell, instantly nudging you onto the bed as his knees hit the edge, he leaned over you, his arm resting to the side of you as his other hand trailed down your waist. He kissed you again, his large hand spreading over your ribcage and messing with the fabric of your shirt as he pressed his hips against yours.

He pulled back from the kiss just enough to leave small kisses don your jaw and neck until he reached the hemline of your shirt, tugging the material down enough with his fingers so he could reach enough skin to suck a light mark into it, humming a short "Scott can't do this" as he did so. A small whimpering laugh escaped you as your hips lifted to meet his desperately, you didn't give a shit about that guy, you wanted Rick.

He sat up slightly and looked at you, his fingers reaching under your shirt and carefully pulling it over your head, he seemed to pause as he looked over your body, thinking about how wrong it was for him to fuck you, but he really didn't care. His large hands splayed over your chest as peppered kisses down your collarbone, a quiet moan emitting from you in response. The sound honestly sending him crazy.

You gently slipped your hands down his chest, landing at the bottom of his shirt and tugging at it, smirking a little as he sat up once again to pull it off. Fuck he looked good, your hands trailed over his body, fingers fiddling with his belt buckle before he finished the job and pulled it off, smirking at you.

He took your hands in his, gently kissing your knuckles and the back of your palms before letting go to tug your jeans down. His hands spread over your thighs and rubbed over the skin with his thumbs, sending a shiver straight to your core as his calloused thumb brushed over your clothed heat. "Look s'good for me baby" He cooed and you pursed your lips, trying to keep composure.

His hand worked at pushing your underwear to the side as he grinned a little "So wet sweetheart" He teased, his thumb circling your clit ever so slowly, making you gasp lightly. He pulled back his hand and made quick work of pulling down your underwear and the rest of his clothing. Not wanting to give you too much.

"You sure you want this baby? Ain't gonna regret sleeping with someone your dads age?" He joked, leaning down to kiss at your neck. You nodded and bucked your hips against his again, noticing the way he closed his eyes, as if he as having to control himself.

"I'm sure Rick, i mean it, have your way with me, i don't care" You whimpered and he muttered a string of curse words before nodding and lining himself up carefully. Slowly, he pushed into you, the feeling of him filling you was painful but pleasurable, it wasn't unbearable but he sure as hell wasn't small.

A choked groan left his mouth as he stopped, leaning his head into the crook of your neck, his hands squeezing at your hips to keep his composure. The second he felt your nod of approval, he began to gently move, and the pain completely subsided for pleasure, feeling yourself be completely overtaken by Rick, him being the only thing on your mind, and how amazing he felt inside of you.

Low whines and moans began to fall out of you as he sped up his movements, your hands around his neck, tugging gently at the loose ends of his hair causing a few grunts to escape him. He leaned his head up to kiss you deliriously, muttering curse words into your mouth.

After he was sure you were comfy, he began to pound into you, your head tipping back into the pillows, breaking the kiss as his hands squeezed at your waist and hips, the both of you moaning out, no care in the world as he rutted his hips against your own, your hands finding his back and meaninglessly scratching as a tear or two ran down your cheek in pleasure. Your moans heightening and cracking the coil in your stomach began to tighten, hands moving to grip his biceps.

His movements lost rhythm and began to grow sporadic as his hips sputtered. "Rick- I'm so close.."

"Me too baby-" He nodded quickly, groaning lightly and fucking into you passionately, his fingertips digging into your skin as you let out a high pitched, choked out moan, coming undone onto him. He rode out your high, thrusting up into your sweet spot a few more times as he came inside of you, muttering praise.

Panting, you fell back against the pillow and he carefully pulled out of you, laying beside you. "I can't believe i just did that" He stated, accent thick and voice a little hoarse. "Well, I'm sure glad you did" You smiled and rested your head on his chest, enjoying the way his arm fell on your waist. "You realize everyone probably heard though, right?" He asked and you groaned.

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This was like, filthy i dunno what was different but at times i had to like pause and be like, can i say that? Anyway, sorry the plot at the start is soooo slow, i had no ideas and tbh wanted the smut, i hope it's ok!

#rick grimes smut #rick grimes twd #rick grimes fanfiction #rick twd #twd rick #the walking dead fanfiction #the walking dead

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Please? | Ellie Williams

Genre: Sub!Ellie, smut

Summary: Ellie brings something up and who are you to say no to her sweet little face :(

Warnings: cussing, smut, first time-ish, nervous! Ellie, top!reader, scissoring/tribbing, dirty talk, praise and degrading, established relationship, (early stage). Hints at modern! AU.

A/n: Requested by 🤎anon, apologies it took so long and that its short, I hope it’s good enough!

Not proofread.

She was so warm, you could feel her heat radiating onto you just from the simple touch of your hand on hers, the connection of your legs laying over her lap, both of your hands resting just above your knee. A small throw blanket was splayed over both of your laps as your thumb brushed over her knuckles under the soft material.

While Ellie's eyes were surely watching the tv, it was clear her mind was wandering by the way she fiddled with the material of her shirt with her free hand and the way she bit her lip ever so slightly. Her hair fell comfortably on her face, a few strands hitting her nose as stray hair danced over he cheeks, tied in a messy half-up, half-down bun. She looked either zoned out or straight up worried, as if she was pondering the meaning of life. "Ells?" You asked, squeezing her hand in your own to grab her attention, she hummed in response, seeming like she was ready to listen but somehow was still in a world of her own.

"Ellie?" You asked again, gently but louder than earlier and she quickly turned to you, her free hand landing on your knee as she raised her brows, eyes wide as if to give you puppy-dog eyes. "Huh? You okay?" She asked and you nodded, smiling as you sat up, removing your legs off her lap and noticing the way her eyes landed on them and the now messed up blanket.

"I'm fine, are you? You look super, like not with me" You tilted your head and brushed her hair behind her ear, she nodded, eyes looking into yours for a brief moment before looking elsewhere. You hummed and pressed a short kiss to her cheek, placing your hand on her other, noting the way her lips curved into a small smile. She huffed and nudged you "Fine, i have some...things on my mind, that's all" She stated, unsure.

Leaning back to face her, you raised a brow "Like good things or bad things?" You asked, wondering how you should respond to her. She thought for a moment, vision trailing off into the distance "Oh, very good things- well i mean.. to me they're good but y'know maybe to you they- well they wont be bad but you might not like it or feel comfortable with it or- i'll shut up" She stopped rambling, squeezing at your hand as you laughed a little.

"Huh? Ellie if you want to try something or saw something that..interests you, you can tell me" You suggested, knowing she was hinting at something new and/or sexual but not quite being able to grasp what it truly is. You and Ellie had kissed, made out and done some pretty heavy petting but never all the way, of course, you wanted to but who knew if Ellie was ready.

She scratched the back of her neck with her free hand and looked at you, struggling to hold eye contact as her cheeks tinted pink, her fingers beginning to fumble with your own. "It's just- y'know..sex wise we obviously haven't gotten that far.." She began and you placed a finger under her chin, nudging her to look at you and nodding in encouragement. "and, i saw this- well..video, and two girls, well you know.." She paused again, playing with your fingers on your right hand as the left stayed put under her chin.

"What Ell's? Having sex? Porn? You don't have to be nervous with me" You chuckled lightly and she smiled a little, blushing deeply at your words and clearing her throat. "Yeah, and they were..scissoring..or tribbing I-I don't know but i just thought that when we get to that..level, i would want to try it and when your ready! And if you want to, i mean-" She spoke so fast and had such a questioning tone to her voice.

"Ellie" You cut her off and she looked at you, with big puppy eyes again, looking either embarrassed or shocked, it being hard to tell as you gently swiped your thumb over her cheek and smiled. "I'm ready, and i would love too, you just tell me when" You calmed her and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, she kissed back and whined ever so slightly as you pulled back.

"Like, now?" She breathed out, eyes flickering over your expression at a fast pace, nervously awaiting your response. You laughed softly and nodded "yeah, now."

You could tell she clicked as her eyes almost glassed over and gaze faltered over your figure, landing on your lips. Gently, you put your hands on her waist and tugged her closer, making sure to take in her freckles and features that you so-clearly loved before kissing her deeply, only being able to feel her hands on the back of your neck and the softness of her lips against yours.

Your hands grasped at the material of her shirt, as if you couldn't risk letting go and loosing the moment as her fingers gently fumbled with the ends of your hair. Her lips were soft and sweet, molding against yours in a way that made your whole world collapse around you, solely focusing on her. Her lips parted ever so slightly as the kiss grew, the new feeling of her tongue on yours hitting you both with a wave of what felt like a high. She pulled back and inhaled a deep breath, making you realize how long you had held your breath.

"Not to be pushy" She started, looking into your eyes, pupils blown and lips red "But, bedroom?" She smiled, nervously and you chuckled, nodding. And within moments, you were leaning over her in the comfort of your bed, pressing gentle kisses to her neck as her warm body pressed against yours, her hands trailing over your back, drawing small circles as she occasionally gripped at the material of your shirt.

A small whine escaped her lips as you sucked a light mark into the crook of her neck, one of your hands resting comfortably on her waist as she suddenly began to tug at the material of your shirt. Sitting up, you pulled your shirt over your head and encouraged her to do the same, and she did..after staring at you for a moment or two.

She was so toned, and hot, it was insane how she was under you and how much you were enjoying it. She pursed her lips and placed her hands on your hips, pulling you down to kiss you again, this time, her hands began to fumble with your pants, undoing them. Smirking, you mumbled a short "Someones not so shy anymore" into the kiss and she hummed, a desperate hum, most would barely count it as a hum. How long had she been wanting to ask about this?

You pulled back to tug your pants down and watched as she quickly did the same, looking at you with soft eyes and a blushy face. You smiled at her reassuringly before placing your hands on her thighs rubbing your thumbs over the skin "You sure you wanna do this baby?"

"mhm" She nodded and smiled up at you, licking her lips in anticipation. Hooking your fingers around the waistband of her underwear, she lifted her hips slightly to help you as you carefully pulled them down before pushing yours off with no care in the world, throwing them to be found later. She leaned back against the pillows and you the opposite, you hooked your legs over hers so you were tangled together perfectly before looking at her, noticing how desperate she was to move, biting her lip lightly.

"You can move if you want to, Ells" You cooed and she blushed, before rocking her hips against yours once, gasping at the feeling. Smirking, you took charge and began to rhythmically move against her, feeling the way her clit perfectly hit your own, light moans escaping your mouth as she whimpered, her eyes dazed and mouth agape.

"Fuck-" She moaned "So good.." Her voice shaky and at a completely new tone to you. Her hands gripping at your thigh and eyes squeezing shut as you found a spot that hit you both in such an amazing way, noticing the way she let out a high, choked out moan.

Sweat began to develop on the both of you, a sheer covering her forehead, her brows furrowed in pure pleasure as she repeatedly bucked her hips against your own, loving the noises emitting from your bodies. The euphoric feeling in your stomach was building as you hit her body more and more with each second, a tightening coil in your core, burning to erupt. It was clear that she was close, just from the way she began to whine out your name breathlessly like a mantra, movements more sporadic, just like your own, both of you faltering as you reached your high.

"Holy shit- Ellie, fuck-" You moaned out and she let out a breathy, high pitched moan that made your orgasm hit ten times harder. Slowly, your movements came to a halt, she panted, eyes shut tight as her hands loosened on your thighs, soothing over the skin she was gripping.

"Why didn't i ask about that sooner?" She asked and you laughed, moving around so you could lay beside her. Hand landing on her chest as you turned to face her. "Fuck if i know."

#ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie smut #ellie tlou #ellie williams #tlou part 2 #tlou x reader #tlou smut #tlou fanfiction #tlou2 #the last of us part 2 #the last of us fanfic #the last of us

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it’s pissing me off how ellie doesn’t exist .

[bloodycherry22]

Adoration | Ellie Williams

Genre: Sub!Ellie, smut

Summary: Ellie likes- no, adores you, she sees you easily killing enemies as if it is a usual mundane task and can’t help but feel attracted to you, little did she know, you quite like her too. She’s on a your patrol route, and finds herself needing you, you sure as hell don’t mind.

Warnings: Violence (against hunters) smut, a lot of making out, the knee thing, fingering, over-stimulation, Ellie receiving, cussing..um gayness? i dunno read at your own risk lmao.

Not proofread, 3k+ words.

Ellie couldn't take her eyes off you, travelling over your form as you skillfully swung the weapon laced tightly in your fingers. She seriously couldn't fathom how you held yourself with so much confidence, the way that you easily swung swords and launched arrows with not a shine of fear in your eyes. It motivated her, impressed her. She stood beside you, quietly sharpening her dagger, a small smile upon her face.

The rock she was sat on sure wasn't comfy but it would do, you had both only planned to take a small break to collect yourselves, having been patrolling for about an hour. The beginning of the route, she had seen countless times yet you were about to enter unknown territory for her, a route usually Joel took, or you. She had never been on patrol with you but with Jesse and Dina going together, as they were finally dating..again., you offered to take her.

She had instantly accepted, rarely getting the opportunity to have a one on one chat with you as most hangouts included mutual friends. But boy, she had always wanted too, she didn't know that you had just been waiting for the right opportunity to ask her, just as desperate to hang out with her as she was with you. She looked down at her dagger and decided that she was finished with her task, throwing the thin rock to the ground, making a quiet thud, as she stuffed the dagger into it's selected place.

Your gaze landed on her at the sudden noise, checking to see what its was before puffing a small chuckle out, she quietly laughed in response. "Sorry" She apologized and nodded at the rock.

You shook your head, lips curling into a smile "It's no worries" You nodded at the pathway ahead, beginning to carefully walk downhill, she followed, the sound of her light footsteps reassuring you of her presence. "So, how come Jesse and Dina are out together, i thought they-"

"Broke up? Yeah, happens all the time, they always end up back together" She said comically and you laughed a little, nodding "I see, didn't know they got over it so fast, they only broke up like last week"

"Yeah, romance just falls at their feet, weird huh?" She asked, before near slipping, arms spreading out in attempt to steady herself however you were quick to place your hand on her shoulder, basically catching her. Her hand was quick to land on yours as she fixed her balance, a light shade of pink dusting her cheeks. "Very" You teased, smiling, face hinting at mischief as you ushered her to stand in front of you. "It's only downhill for a little longer, then it's basically flatland, minus quite a few lakes, it's why the horses aren't really meant to come this way." You stated, placing your hand on her lower back to keep her steady as you both began to trudge through the light layer of mud decorating the hill.

She nodded "Yeah, i think shimmer wouldn't even consider this trail, if anything she'd snort and storm off" She joked, causing some light laughter. When you had finally reached the bottom of the hill, you jumped ahead of her to reach out a hand for her, there being a steep jump down, no higher than 4ft.

Her eyes widened as she watched you mindlessly jump down, an impressed laugh slipping out of her as she shook her head and took your hand, she feeling of her soft yet calloused hand gripping yours making your skin prick with invasive goosebumps that you're sure she noticed, because you sure as hell noticed the way her facial expression changed. A small smile spread across her freckled, slightly red cheeks, eyes not daring to meet yours. You helped her down and looked around, sadly dropping her hand, though she didn't complain.

The setting was different to all the other patrols, being more of a mountain side area, the view being mostly hills and mountains further away, still quite high up, but a clear bit of flat land surrounding you, both of your figures encased by the forest, a wide man-made path showing through the trees. Your eyes flickered around the trees, making sure there were no straggling runners or infected from your last patrol and to your surprise, there was none.

"Hey, Ells, be on edge, kay?" You stated, the nickname rolling off your tongue with ease, although her chest fluttered and face froze at it, heat bundling in her, she couldn't help the excitement. Yet she regained focus and held her dagger tightly, staying close behind you. "It is unusually quiet" She mumbled and you nodded, scoping out the area, when she turned to look around, she suddenly felt a grip on her arm, pulling her back, just as she was about to say something, a hand covered her mouth.

She was prepared to attack until a soft hand held the one holding her dagger, and suddenly she inhaled the scent she knew to be yours. Turning to look at you, confusion plastered all over her flustered face, you removed your hand from her mouth and held it to your own, signalling to shush.

As she caught on, she looked around, you had pulled her into the deeper side of the forest, everywhere drowned in shades of green, hard to actually see into, although you knew hiding spots. You would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy the way it felt to have her in your arms, even if it was just for a second, how close she was, how you could smell the strong woodiness and musk yet somehow feminine scent coming from her, making it hard to focus, the reason behind why it took you so long to prevent her from stabbing you.

Soon, you heard some deep gruff voices, the reason you had pulled Ellie away, she looked at you dumbfounded "You noticed them?" She whispered and with a proud smirk, you nodded, peeking around, landing on the group of three men, presumably hunters or just travelling men, either way, they were covered in blood splatters and all looked like the usual, bigot, generally disrespectful man.

They were talking about some girl, something they had done, something not worthy to have on their conscience, you and Ellie shared a look of agreement before you carefully loaded your bow as their voices grew closer. You watched, carefully aiming s they aggressively talked to one another, walking single file , bacls now facing you, so you took the chance. Firing an arrow directly at the last mans head, watching as he silently dropped to the ground, you nodded at Ellie for her to go around.

"Kyle? Shit! Kyle's dead!" One of the men yelled, however you were already heading towards them, an arrow flying straight through the yelling mans head as you mumbled a string of degrading curse words towards him before making eye contact with the now fearful man. He held up his hatchet and swung it around as if to warn you but you just raised an eyebrow, putting your bow away behind your back with care, ignoring his remarks, he seemed utterly confused. That was until Ellie grabbed him from behind and slit his throat, dodging the blood as best as she could.

You looked around before sighing in relief, looking into Ellie's deep eyes, she chuckled lightly as you did the same. "They were really dumb" You said, astonished. She laughed and nodded "I'm glad you see that too" She said, beginning to walk beside you, she noticed the way you looked around, now checking your surroundings with more depth. "It's kind of getting dark" Ellie stated, looking around at the sunset.

"Fuck, i forgot, we came out later, I didn't even consider the shorter days" You groaned and paused, looking back at the direction you came from. "I don't think climbing up that slope in the dark is a good idea" You suggested and Ellie nodded, seeming to not like the idea one bit. "So, what do we do?" Ellie asked, sincerely, making eye contact with you, it was clear that she was gaining more confidence around you and you took notice of it, shining her a smile and saying "Don't panic, I know there's a few buildings just outside of the woods." You confirmed and she nodded.

So, you both walked, with more care, towards the exit of the woods, shoulders bumping with almost every step, bodies just brushing against each other, Ellie looking around to avoid making eye contact, too flustered by the gentle touches but you weren't embarrassed, not hiding the glances you took at her, admiring the way her hair fell over her face that now seemed to permanently have a blush painting her cheeks, the way her hand rested over the dagger tucked away, tattoo just showing through her sleeve.

You brushed some leaves away and held them up for her as she stepped out of the forestry, sending you a thankful smile. She then stopped and looked around, you nodded at a small patch of forestry a few meters up and she raised a brow. Despite her clear confusion, she walked towards the trees and bushes, glancing back at you every few steps, you just laughing a little and nodding forward.

Once you reached it, you stepped in front of her and pushed some fallen branches to the side, revealing a trapdoor. "Found this a few weeks ago, and I've never had to stay in it overnight, but there's countless times I've just came here for some peace and quiet." You informed and she seemed shocked, looking around, no one would even have guessed there to be a bunker, but you did.

She watched as you opened it up and held it open for her, she smiled once again before climbing in, staying near the entrance and waiting for you. She had second guessed how close she had stood to the entrance as she suddenly felt your breath against the back of her neck, your hands clenching into tight fists a to not land on her waist, feeling a sense of tension in the air. You broke the heat of the moment by flicking the light on "Solar power" You muttered, hand gently nudging her forward. It wasn't huge, but it held a bed, a couch, a mini fridge and a table. It was ever so slightly cluttered and there was a small pile of novels and comics you had clearly left.

Ellie moved around to explore as you locked the trapdoor, not wanting any trouble. "Who do you think owned this?" She asked, hand brushing over the couch, then table before turning to you.

"Pff, god knows..not many people, couldn't have been more than one or two of them living here" You shrugged "But I assure you, they aren't here anymore" You joked, chuckling lightly and she, again, smiled in response. Her hand fumbled with some of the comics, flicking through the pile as you dropped your belongings and flopped onto the old couch.

She grabbed one of the comics and sat beside you, knees touching as the couch was only small, you tipped your head back against the soft cushion and kept your eyes on her, your arm spreading over the back of the couch, just millimeters away from being around her. She didn't seem to mind and started flicking through the pages, you watched, a small hmm leaving your mouth. "What?" she asked, not looking away from the graphic novel in her hands, you just shook your head, even though she couldn't see, pulling a leaf out of her hair with a cheeky smile. She lifted her gaze to the leaf before looking at you with a n impressed face, laughing a little. "Heavy forestry" She stated and you nodded, gaze flickering over her face, noticing a little blood.

"Blood" You commented, lifting your over hand to gently swipe your thumb over her cheek, wiping away the blood as you leaned closer to examine it. "It's not mine" She reassured and you nodded, noticing no injury, but not straying from your position, admiring the closeness between your figures.

You noticed the way her eyes moved up and down, looking at your eyes and lips frequently. You smirked at her lingering gaze on your lips, out of habit licking them, she seemed to shudder and looked back up at your eyes, it suddenly felt as if she was closer. But you weren't complaining at all. With another hum, you closed the gap, hand on the side of her face as your fingertips just gently dug into her hair, lips pressing softly against hers.

She was shocked to say the least, having completely doubted the idea you liked her back, but when she came to her senses she kissed back desperately as if the world depended on it. Your other hand pulled the comic book out of her grip and gently dropped it to the ground, smirking into the kiss as her hands snaked around your neck. You tilted your head to the side to deepen the kiss, feeling her fingers tangle into your hair.

Suddenly she pulled back, staying close, both of you breathing heavily, chuckling lightly. "I've wanted to do that for so long" You confessed and she nodded bashfully "I've wanted you to do that, for so long" She explained, in between breaths.

Both of you looked at each other in a comfortable silence, before you removed your hand from her face and let it fall to her waist, turning her body to face you. She watched as you kneel between her legs that now lay comfortably on the couch pillows, her back against the side of the couch. With a content smile, you leaned in to kiss her again, letting your lips part with hers into an open mouth kiss, tongues meeting in a desperate ecstasy, fighting for dominance.

You experimentally lifted your knee to her heat, feeling the way her body jolted at the sensation and a quiet whimper filled the kiss. You shivered at the sound, feeling your head spin at her reaction.

With a quiet sigh, you felt the way she gently began rocking against your knee, high pitched sounds being muffled by the kiss. Lips moving perfectly against your own somehow, despite her pleasure. Even though you didn't want to, you pulled away from the kiss, noticing her lips were now a darker shade of red from your affection. Her eyes were glassed over, looking at you as her mouth stayed open, she watched the way you dipped into the crook of her neck, leaving gentle kisses on the skin you could clearly see, nibbling gently in an attempt to leave light marks on her collarbone.

You began to tense your thigh, noticing the way she let out a choked moan, hands gripping the material of your shirt. You smirked, trailing kisses up to her jaw, pausing by her ear to whisper "C'mon baby, cum for me" You teased, feeling the way her thighs attempted to close around you, the noises growing louder and hips sputtering, all signalling her orgasm. Her grip on your shirt loosened as she fell back against the couch, panting.

With a proud smirk, you sat up to kiss her, only for a few seconds before looking into her eyes. "Fuck" She mumbled and you laughed lightly, her eyes stayed on you, one of her hands reaching to brush some hair out of your face. "Why haven't we done this sooner?" She asked and you shrugged comically, letting your fingers dance down to her hips, hooking under the material of her jeans, feeling the goosebumps on her skin.

Slowly, you unbuckled the buttons and gave her a look of questioning, as if asking if it was okay. "Yes- please" She nodded, responding in less than a second, voice needy and breathy. You pursed your lips in anticipation and tugged down her jeans along with her underwear, leaving them just below her knees, not wanting to deal with the effort.

She lifted her head to kiss your collarbone, as if giving you something in return, but her gentle touching faltered a the feeling of your fingertip gently circling her clit, a gasp emitting from her, breath hot against your skin. You snickered a little, letting your other hand gently rub at the skin of her thigh, her kissing resuming, one of her hands playing with your hair, careful not to mess it up. Your finger moved, teasing her for just a moment, staying still before pushing it into her, thumb landing on her clit, a surprised mewl escaping her mouth, muffling into your neck. Her kisses made your eyes flutter shut as you began to thrust your finger back and forth slowly, curling it with every movement. Her kisses grew faultier, mouth open, her whimpers ringing in your ear pleasantly, encouraging you.

You carefully began to speed up your movements, feeling the way her cunt tightened and the way she began to moan, her hand gently tugging at your hair. Your thumb began to circle her clit at a fast pace, applying pressure. Her free hand landed on your wrist as her head fell back against the couch, eyes looking into yours as she shook her head. " 's too much, y/n" She whined, breath hitching as you kept going, relishing on the way she gripped your wrist and the way her eyes closed, panting.

"You can take it, know you can" You teased, voice having a sense of fake comfort to it, loving the way her back arched and hips began to buck against your hand. A loud moan came from her, biting down on her lip to quieten herself as she came undone onto your hand, her release coating your hand.

You smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her jaw as you slowly removed your hand, taking her own into yours and interlacing your fingers with hers. She breathed heavily, eyes screwed shut as she tried to regain full consciousness. "Holy shit.." She breathed out "y-your turn" She mumbled, eyes fluttering open.

A/n: I'm so sorry if this is bad, i just wrote continuously for hours and then boom, a fic. I hope it's okay to the original requester, part two anyone?

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Thanks to everyone for the requests! My inbox is pretty full of Rick grimes and Ellie requests that I’m slowly but surely getting to! I’ve started on a sub ellie fic.

Requests are still open but I apologise if it takes a while loves!

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Dying to post a sub ellie fic, but have no requests for it, now who tf wants it. Yall must be out there.

Also new ellie smut just dropped on my page ;)

Edit: Thank you all for the requests!!

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Do two wrongs make a right? | Ellie Williams

Genre: Smut, slow burn

Summary: Ellie is your beloved ex that you haven't spoke to since the breakup other than the many heated back and forth arguments. When on a forced long trip with Ellie, one thing leads to another.

Warnings: Cussing, Fighting, Reader slaps Ellie, Smut, Fingering, Kind of scissoring?, Sex lmao. What else to put here? 18+ Read at your own risk.

Not proofread. 4k+ words

She drove you crazy. Whether it was her auburn hair, her freckled cheeks or her eyes that had that glimmer only her gaze held. She made you crazy, all you wanted, no you needed, was to scream at her, that smug face she had every time she successfully made you angry or the furrowed brows at you every time you made her mad. It was all so fucking annoying. It made you despise how much love and care you had both shared with each other in the past.

With a deep puff of cold air, you knelt into the snowy ground, the frost making a satisfying crunch under your feet and knee, feeling the cold spread onto the harsh denim of your worn jeans. Everywhere was laced in white, trees frosted from the harsh abuse of winter, it should be pretty, but to you it was bleak, because of the words that had just left Marias mouth.

"Now girls..at the start of every year someone has to travel to get more supplies and every year that trip is further and harder, of course i don't want to send two young girls but do you think i have a choice? Everyone is sick, some deadly, that is, and don't act like you both aren't some of our top patroler's" She lectured, you just scoffed, standing up straight and wiping the frost off your knees. Ellie crossed her arms, awkwardly kicking the snow beneath her, looking up at the sky, as if it would suck her up and save her from this treacherous trip with you. But it wouldn't.

"So..you lovely girls are going to have to put aside your differences, and get to work." She stated, her voice stern, signalling an end to the conversation. Finally, Ellie met your gaze, narrowing her eyes at you as you just pulled a face that held a lot of rude words behind it. With a sigh, she looked away and signaled for Maria to show you both the supplies. Maria placed a variety of weapons on the table and two backpacks, explaining one was filled with rations and the other with equipment like water purifying cans and flints for fires, etc. You and Ellie stood meters apart, both deeply listening to her words.

Exes or not, you'd both rather not die on this (based on Maria's estimate) 5 day trip to Colorado. Supposedly there was rumors of more supplies and we had intel from new Jackson residents who knew the area well. the ride itself being a little under ten hours. After a long hour of talking and getting ready, you and ellie both set off, sat on a single horse that was dressed for the bitter weather. While being on the same horse you were quite capable of keeping your distance, comfortably sitting away from her, reading the map. She held onto the reins of the horse, her fingers bitten by the cold.

"Left?" She asked, voice bland and empty, as if she held no emotions towards you. "Mhm" You responded and she turned, carefully going around the abandoned cars on what was once a freeway. You looked around, able to see Jackson from your position, maybe an hour or two away at this point. A few extra turns had to be took to avoid walkers and heavy debris but so far the journey was safe and quick, however boring, the silence was excruciatingly loud, you were actually able to hear the gentle snowfall of mid January winter. She cleared her throat and you pursed your lips in anticipation. "So..how is..things?" She asked awkwardly and you grumbled.

"Ellie, we do not need to do the whole small talk thing.." "Well y'know, it's quite annoying and awkward the silence, i think the horse is pissed off at this rate" She spoke sharply and you felt the rage spike in your chest.

"That honestly sounds like a you and the horse kind of problem, because i am perfectly content not hearing your voice again" You snapped and she chuckled sadistically. "Oh, you would like that wouldn't you?" She snarled, glancing over her shoulder to smirk at you.

"Just shut the fuck up and lead the horse" You shook your head, facing the map again. And she did, with a proud laugh. The next few hours were dreadfully silent, with the exception of snapping at each other every time one of you messed up the directions or couldn't communicate properly. The insults were growing ruder and less funny, it was clear both of you were completely done with each other, to the point you were actually hurting each other. You knew the insults were too far and so did she but maybe two wrongs make a right.

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"You said right! Are you kidding me?!" She yelled, looking around, both of you now stood on the ground, you looking frantically at the map as she tightly held the reigns of the horse.

"Because the map says right, Ellie." You spat, voice much quieter than hers but somehow much harsher.

"Well newsflash, y/n, times have changed since..what" She snatched the map of you with her right hand, pointing at the top hand corner of the fragile paper. "2014!" The map clearly stated in bold, USA Map 2014.

"What do you expect? For me to just magically know that this would lead to a dead end? I'm not that fucking skilled Ellie." "Oh trust me, i know that" She said, tone sarcastic.

Both of you angrily looked around, complete silence, again, Ellie attempting to read the worn map in the dim light of what you assumed to be almost evening.

"Look Ellie-" "Y/n..I''m trying to focus, shut up"

"Oh my god!" You laughed "You are so stubborn!" You groaned and placed your hands to your face, your fingertips brushing your hair back. Her face was sour, a look of pure hatred laced upon her features. "Like you aren't? You haven't let me look at the map this whole trip"

"Because you were leading the goddamn horse, stop making shit up" You scoffed and turned around, looking at any near by buildings, seeing a few with semi-intact doors and enough security to camp in. "Look, its getting dark, and because its winter, darkness will hit us before we know it-"

"I know, I know" She grumbled, folding the map and placing it into her pocket, actually concentrating on your words. Her eyes flickering over your expression, hands fiddling in her pockets as she kicked the now thicker snow beneath her. Just like earlier, her dirty converse heavily worn, how isn't she freezing?

You carried on "We could go deeper into the housing area and try and find some of the more..empty houses" You stated and she nodded, silently agreeing with you. "We'll walk, riding a horse will be too noisy, don't want any risks." She huffed and began walking, pulling the horse, who seemed to get the memo and walked at a much slower pace than before. You walked with her, placing your hand carefully over your gun holster, guessing that this was a more dangerous area.

The houses were destroyed, windows smashed, doors no longer there, bricks falling apart. At the sound of groaning and clicking, you were quick to turn to Ellie, who was already holding her dagger. She nodded at you and let go of the horse, turning to face the two runners and single clicker in what you assume was once a small store. She walked in and took care of the clicker first as you slowly stepped towards the runner, stealthily killing it, in the corner of your eye, seeing Ellie take down the other.

She scoped out the area and you were reminded why you were both chosen, you knew what you were doing and so did she, to an impressive extent. She came back to you and ushered you out, her hand on your lower back sent shivers down your spine. "We can't stay here." She muttered and sped up her pace, pulling you with her, her fingertips tickling your waist with a soft grip. "What..why?" You nudged her hand off of you, acting petty.

"Y/n, we don't have time to argue, just fucking go, there's hunters a few houses out, i can hear their fuckin' snobby accents" She snapped and so you listened, she grabbed the horses reigns and you all sped down the road, feet crunching in the snow. Soon you were much deeper into the town, finding afew, less damaged houses and stepping inside. Ellie held the door open as you helped the horse inside, tying it to the table in the larger room. You had been lucky to find this are, windows smashed but filled in with cardboard, walls intact, minus the damp and ripped wallpaper.

"I'll check the upstairs, you look around downstairs." She stated, pursing her lips as you nodded at her. It was much easier to put your differences aside when safety was at risk. The kitchen was cleaner than you had expected, a few of the cabinet doors missing and some moldy food that you were quick to chuck out the window, flicking the light switch, no surprise, it stayed dark. It was clear the house was safe and empty, but small. A one person house at most, the downstairs being the kitchen and one larger room that held a broken down couch that was covered in dust and what seemed to be black mold. The table that the horse stood beside was in decent shape and the horse was already getting comfortable, it sat carefully on the floor, its eyes covered by the swinging strands of hair from the draft, completely innocent and unbeknownst to the truth of the world.

Soon, Ellie's heavy steps were heard, she trudged towards you and flung her backpack onto the table. "There's only two rooms up there, a bathroom, and a bedroom." She stated, voice angry and teeth gritted.

"But safe?" You asked, clueless to why she was so angry, the smaller the house, the less likely to be searched.

"Safe, of course it's fucking safe. Even a runner wouldn't want to be stuck in a house this small" She growled "I am stuck here, with you."

You took in her words, feeling a sharp pain in your chest before realizing the truth. You had to stay with her, in such close proximity for at least a night, with the snow maybe multiple. You sighed and placed your backpack on your table, pulling out two tightly packed sandwiches, throwing one at her which she skillfully caught. She shook her head "No, i'm not hu-"

"Yes you are, just eat, we can take turns sleeping, then we wont have to see each other, I'll go on watch first, assuming that there is a window upstairs, eat and come up to get some rest." You stated, pushing away your anger and calmly walking upstairs as she just stared in silence, you could feel her gaze burning into you until you were out of her eye-line. You pulled on the chair in the bedroom, slowly but surely dragging it beside the window, again surprised at the cleanliness of the house.

Yawning, you took a seat and stared out the window, as you tiredly ate the sandwich, you were able o see the hunters that Ellie had mentioned, but they were miles off, clearly leaving the town and clueless to your presence. Sure enough, about ten minutes past and Ellie's steps were heard, you could recognize them anywhere, sure that you would be able to hear hers in a crowd. And here you are, reminiscing of the time when it was actually nice to be around her.

"Hey" Her voice was clear, a different tone to earlier.

"Hey." You responded, purposefully sounding dry, not turning to face her. You heard the bed dip and the sound of a boot being kicked off, then another, she stood to carefully place them neatly beside yours, as if she was making an effort. You could feel her presence behind you, nervously pulling your leg to your chest as you pretended to be looking around. She placed her hand on the back of the chair and the other on the windowsill beside you, almost caging you in place with a very gentle thud.

Moving your gaze to land on her hand, you noticed the veins on the back of her hand and the light scars littered over her knuckles, skin somehow smooth despite being scattered in lines, you could remember the way they had felt a while ago, gently grasping your own or smoothing over your thigh, sure you missed it, but it wasn't like you wanted her back.

"Look, I'm sorry-"

"You have nothing to be sorry for, we have both been dicks to each other" You cut her off

"Exactly, i'm sorry for being a dick.." She seemed to hesitate, fueling your anger as you turned to look at her, she stood a few mere inches away from you, towering over your sat figure.

"Are you waiting for me to apologize? Is that a fucking joke?" You scoffed and looked at her in almost shame. She seemed taken back. "A joke, very funny, i'm trying to be the bigger person here and apologize because we still have days to go of us being around eachother! So..you know, i kind of expect you to grow the fuck up and apologize back!"

"Ellie, Two wrongs make a right, right? I'm only doing this shit because you started it-"

"Don't, we both know it's mutual, you just said it, You broke up with me goddammit! You started it if anything." She yelled, lifting her hand to emphasize her point, you just shook your head and chuckled, breathy. "That's in the past Ellie, it has noting to do with now." You stated and attempted to push her out of your way but she stood her ground, eyes staring into you.

"It has everything to do with now and you fucking know it" She spoke, voice just above a whisper, words sharp enough to stab you, you almost wished that they would. Her tone sent shivers down your spine, the gruffness making your heart pound.

"Like i said, i'm mad at you because your acting shitty now, not because you acted shitty then." You sarcastically smiled at her and nudged her again but she still stood, placing her hand back onto the windowsill, actually caging you this time. Her eyes traveled over your face, as if she was scanning you, judging or checking you out, who knew but fuck she looked good.

She had removed her button down shirt, now comfortable in her plain gray vest that tightly hugged her frame, muscles tense, her arms large and strong, biceps seeming to clench as her chest moved up and down slowly to match her light breathing. She smirked and shook her head. "You seriously drive me fucking insane, your such a bitch" She patronized, her voice condescending and degrading.

"Fuck. You." You spoke bitterly and moved closer, tilting your head to prove your point. She grinned and snickered at your remark, and god did you want to hit her, assuming she would want to hit you too in this moment. You pushed her, this time with more power and her form faltered, but her grasp on the windowsill just tightened, knuckles white when you shared a glance in their direction.

After a moment, you worked up the courage to look into her eyes that were already gazing deeply at you, seeming to travel over you, catching her checking you out didn't affect her in the slightest, if anything she grew more confident. "You are so mad, and you look so cute" She teased, lifting her hand to place her fingers under your chin, forcing eye contact. "You wanna hit me so bad, 'can see it in your eyes..so fierce." She was right. You wanted t punch her right in her cocky fucking face.

"Do it, c'mon, fuckin' hit me, pretty girl" She joked and if that's what she wanted.. Wheres the issue? You raised your hand to slap her across the face, gently but enough to hurt and warn her. She scoffed, looking into the corner of the room before looking at you, she licked her hips, a light speck of red on the corner of her mouth, you bust her lip, maybe you were tougher than you thought.

She stared at you in light shock, all to be heard was each others light panting. Suddenly her lips were against yours, vicious and assertive, the kiss rough and heavy, giving you no time to respond. Your mind was clouded and you could taste copper, she filled your senses, you couldn't think any thoughts other than her. Soon, you kissed back, lips perfectly molding together, as if they were puzzle pieces made for each other. She pulled back and looked at you, both taking a moment to catch your breath. She seemed like she was about to speak, presumably to make a snarky remark.

"Just shut the fuck up" You breathed out pathetically and kissed her with power, almost lunging into her, she laughed a little and stepped back until her shins hit the bed frame, her hands dancing over your waist, nervous to touch you. The kiss was stronger and more meaningful as you nudged her onto the bed, instantly climbing onto her and straddling her lap. She hummed into you mouth at the familiar position. You knew how wrong it was, how you might regret it terribly when you wake up, but you didn't care, it was clear you both didn't.

You hands fell to her hair, tangling into the auburn tousled strands, noting the small noise she made when your fingertips tugged ever so gently at her hair. As you pulled back to kiss at her neck, her lips followed yours, needy, you just smirked and dove into her neck, kissing over the skin and littering small bites down her collarbone.

She leaned away after a moment, restraining herself. "Your not in charge here babe" She stated confidently and you seemed to snap, remembering how dominant she was in the past, your thighs tightened just at the thought and she grinned, watching you. "Come back to me, sweetheart" she tantalized, peppering kisses on your cheek and jaw, hand cupping the other side of your face, her other hand dragging down your side until she reached the hem of your shirt.

Your eyes fluttered closed as she began to suck at the skin of your neck, a quiet mewl escaping you. You could feel her cocky grin against you, face feeling hot at the thought. She pulled back to carefully pull your shirt over your head, Eyes travelling over your body in a haze, hands landing on your waist and spreading over your rib cage to tug you closer, lips marking your skin. Gasps and little noises left your agape mouth as her hands roamed your body. "Fuck..Missed you so much, missed this so much" She mumbled into your chest, reaching behind you to undo the clasps of your bra, lips leaving you to carefully glide the material over your shoulders. "Missed you too..Ellie" You murmured, voice shaky as one hand lifted to grope at your tits, thumb brushing over your nipple.

She suddenly flipped you onto the bed and pulled her vest over her head, kissing you passionately, hands moving to either side of your face. Her frame hovering over yours, one of her thighs resting comfortably between your legs, keeping her steady. Her lips moved magically against yours before she moved back, barely an inch, lips still touching as she met your half lidded eyes. "Promise me you wont regret this" She asked, voice unsure.

"I promise, 'promise i'll be nice for the rest of the trip, never wanted to hurt you Ells.." You breathed out, one of your hands landing on her cheek.

"Fuck, still love you" She choked out, a low grumble leaving her as she pressed multiple short kisses to your lips, watching the way you fell for her so easily. "All mine, want you to be mine." She stated in between kisses.

You nodded, quickly at that. "Yes, fuck yes please, Ells..all yours. Love you s'much" You whimpered, finding yourself rolling your hips against her thigh. She smirked at you and moved her hands as she began to unbuckle her jeans, eyeing you up as if to tell you to do the same. As you shakily undid your jeans, she was already done pushing hers off. She chuckled mockingly and tugged yours down for you "Hm, need a little help there babe?"

"ssh, shut up" you grunted and looked at her perfect figure, resting your palms on her chest, gliding them down her abdomen as if to admire her. She hummed at the touch, head tipping back ever so slightly, clearly touch starved since the breakup. You both longed for each other, it's crazy this hadn't happened sooner.

She took your hands in hers and laced your fingers together, lifting your hands to kiss at your knuckles, smiling ever so slightly. She then dropped your hands and nodded as if telling you to move. She pushed down the last of her clothing and sat up at the headboard, patting her lap. You nervously crawled onto her lap, it had been a while since you had both been this vulnerable with each other, or anyone. Carefully, you let your thighs sit either side of her and she tutted, fingers teasingly playing with the hem of your panties. "Too much clothes" She joked and let her hand slip between your thighs, middle finger gently grazed over your slit over the sheer fabric, thumb brushing small circles into your clothed clit. A silent moan left your mouth as your eyes squeezed shut, hands landing on her shoulders.

"Fuck, y/n, so wet already?" She snickered, voice impressed and sensual. She carefully pushed the material to the side and pushed her middle finger into you, curling it to perfectly hit the spongy, soft spot that made your thighs shake and grip tighten on her, small squeaks escaping your now swollen lips. She hummed in response to your actions and began to rhythmically move her finger inside of you, watching as you began to move against her.

She seemed in awe, loving the way you were reacting to her barely touching you, you suddenly became aware of the knot in your stomach tightening. The only issue was, so did she. She swiftly pulled her finger out of you and grinned at the way you quivered. "Baby, that isn't even the fun part." She stated, you looked at her expecting more, eyes hazy. She motioned for you to take your underwear off and so you did.

Soon after, she re-positioned you both so you were straddling a single one of her thighs and one of yours was between her legs, you fit together perfectly. She looked at you and nodded, beginning to move against you, rolling her hips against yours as you did the same. Both of you gasping for air, she held more composure but you were quick to grab onto her again.

She moaned quietly and placed her hands onto your waist, gripping gently and helping you stay steady. Quite quickly, you were both grinding against each other at a swift pace, whines and moans were all to be heard from both of you. You felt the knot once again and your noises grew louder, moving against her with less rhythm, hips bucking as you let out a few choked whimpers, eyes squeezing shut as her head fell back against the headboard. As you came undone on her, she appeared to do the same, hips sputtering and mouth agape.

"Ellie-fuck so good" You mewled pathetically as you came to, looking at her. She nodded and chuckled, panting. "Really fucking missed your body, and you, but mostly-" She breathed "Your body" She joked and with all the energy you could work up, you playfully hit her shoulder.

"Kidding, really missed you sweetheart..love you" She spoke, truthfully, a worn out smile on her face as she leaned in to kiss you one more time. You laughed lightly and nodded "Love you too Ells" You ruffled her hair.

"But, i was correct" You started "Two wrongs make a right" "No they fucking don't, i just still loved your dumb ass" She laughed.

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Would anyone want an ellie and her ex fanfic? Like maybe forced proximity or a “only one bed” trope, and total petty fights leading to smut? Curious if the Ellie fandom is still alive, been a while since I posted one lol.

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Omg I literally adore this fic so much. That was amazing. 💗

depending on the season [ellie x reader]

Synopsis: You invite Ellie to a sleepover, but she's got no idea she's the only guest.

Content: Fluff, flirting, sexuality.

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I rush through the cabin, my feet pounding like a baby elephant over the wood floors as I throw things here and there to make some space. The smell of cold weather is brewing on my stove and I still haven’t decided on the best game to play.

About a week ago, I told Ellie she should come by for a sleepover with some of the other young women around Jackson that I knew… she denied it, but I told her she could use more friends. Her routine is most likely keeping to herself; besides Jessie and Dina she finds it useless to have any other friends around town. This sleepover could be the perfect opportunity… except… I may have twisted the truth a bit.

Which would explain how frantic I am.

A gentle knock raps the front door.

I unnecessarily dust my face with my hand in the mirror before approaching the door.

"Hey." Ellie's voice cracks lightly, peering around the edge of my front door while I welcome her in. The cool air of the night fogs out of her mouth when she lets out a breath. Snow dusts the shoulders of her brown jacket. It seems the night got to her quickly, a result of the cold weather.

I rub the back of my neck awkwardly even though I'm quite happy to see my brunette friend, "Hi!"

"Come in. You chilly? I got some cider going."

"Oh," Ellie seems surprised, although I'm not sure if it's because she's realized none of the other invites are here or because of my hospitality. "Actually, sure. Yeah. Thanks." her dryness is a skill I know to be native to Ellie even if it's not exactly in her nature on purpose. As she settles in, I make sure to strut away with the slightest bit of sass so that she notices my shape in my pajama shorts.

Everything in moderation.

The brunette sits down in the living room, looking over the coffee table to decide what to occupy herself with. As I grab two mugs from a cabinet above I glance over my shoulder, "How's Joel?"

"He's, uh, he's okay." Ellie mutters as we peer at each other from where we are, my heels lifted from the ground like a ballerina’s pose to close the high cabinet.

It's a response that I notice has a dryness behind it but not one that I'm willing to question at this moment. I invited Ellie over so she could take break from whatever world has her in reclusion like it does. I give the apple cider one last stir in the pot until I decide it's done, noticing the little specks of sugar floating. It looks beautifully homey. "I heard that Jesse had to stay back from patrol today."

Ellie itches behind her ear, “Uh yeah, he’s got, like, a stomach bug or somethin’…”

“Hopefully you’re not feeling under the weather?”

“No… I’m good…”

I pour our cups of cozy at a slow pace as I lean against the counter, my hips twisted to the side to reveal a peek of skin from the hem of my hand-me-down sweater. When I glance over at Ellie, she clears her throat before turning her gaze to the wall in obvious hopes I didn’t notice her staring.

Once I secure the mug handles I stalk across the room to greet my guest on the couch where she’s made herself at home. One of her legs hangs off the couch while the other is pulled into her chest, a defense mode I’m familiar with.

“Okay, so the deal for tonight is to have some fun. I’ve got games, movies and we can even have a talent show. My dad left his guitar over.” the last part of my statement is half true; my dad did leave his guitar over, but more like because I asked…? Despite it not being completely innocent, the idea still catches Ellie’s attention. I’ve been trying to get her to play for me for a long time.

“He plays?”

With perhaps too much sweetness in my voice, I mutter, “Yeah…” cupping my warm mug in my cold hands, after I settle hers on the coffee table.

Ellie nods and bows her head as if she may have to think on it and I don’t push her. Her shyness when it comes to talent is admirable but I’m not sure if I had her set of skills, I’d be so humble. She sniffs before leaning forward to grab her cup and sinks back into the cushions.

“So, uh, where’d everybody go?” she asks, quiet and calm before sipping her cider while looking at me from over the rim of the mug.

“… It’s just us, heh,” you admit nervously, your eyes finding the floor for a shy moment. Ellie nods before leaning back her shoulders.

“No one wanted to sleep in a cold cabin, huh?” she jokes in a deep voice. I nearly miss the joke until a smile starts to spread across her lips in a betraying and clever manner.

“It’s not cold in here!” my mouth opens in shock. I hold back a laugh as Ellie raises her tone slightly to continue teasing me.

“I’m freezing!” she lies with a smile, exaggerating as she pretends to have chills, wrapping an arm around herself and pretend shaking. I roll my eyes at her before sipping my cider… when I get an idea.

As the joke dies down, Ellie still chuckles to herself from inside the warmth of her mug. It’s cute watching her try to keep it to herself, and it becomes a good reason why I decide to slither out of the chair I’m in across from her and indent myself the closest I can next to her thighs. I lift her free arm up to snuggle under her and press my body into her side.

I fit right into the empty space she doesn’t fill.

Being at least more than two inches taller than me, Ellie looks down over her lashes at me. “Better?” I murmur.

“Warmer.” she agrees, shyly glancing down into her cup as if she had no idea what was in it.

It’s clear she’s flustered, and I consider that I’ve made a move too soon so I try to clean it up. Except the moment I open my mouth, Ellie beats me to it. “So… what games are we playin’?” she asks and I notice when I look up at her how her eyes have darkened in the slightest, a new focus glossing over her gaze.

It actually manages to fluster me. Then, Ellie uses the arm wrapped around the back of my neck to lift my hand and interlock our fingers quietly. In an instant she’s much closer than before.

It’s then I realize that Ellie hasn’t been the least nervous or shy since she’s arrived. I’ve just only given myself away, and now she’s got an opportunity to make an amateur fool of me. I know now that if there ever was a dynamic before, it’s changed from her crowding over me like this. Her eye contact is penetrating and daring, still soft.

My voice shrinks, “… Battleship…?”

The brunette scrunches her nose quickly.

“How about chess?” she proposes, craning down her neck. Her voice gets lower and lower as she leans farther down towards my lips. I don’t have it in me to cower away so I simply freeze. My eyes are already closing when a warm, wet feeling pools into my lap.

I leap from my seat when I realize I’ve spilled my drink, like a dunce.

Ellie jumps from next to me, “Shit.” she places her mug on the table and grabs mine from me, trying her hardest to pat down the mess I’ve made. In a panic, I pull off my shorts before taking off towards my bedroom to change. I scramble into fresh, dry underwear and arrive back into the living area with a towel in my hand for the mess. Ellie is on her knees using paper towels.

The moment she hears my feet pattering against the wood floor she looks up, and it’s not until I see the look on her face— those green eyes lighting up for a solid second— that I remember I’m not wearing pants. “Um, maybe this will work better.” I mutter, dropping to my knees in front of her to hold the towel against the spill. I try to hold an arm over my lap to remain relatively appropriate as possible in front of her. She tucks hair behind her ear,

“Here, like this...” she offers, plating her hands over mine and simply resting them there. She grunts a little when she pushes her hands down over mine, “Just a little push… like that…” her focus is stealing me away from myself. I’m barely at all worried about the mess I’ve made because I’m just as mindless all over again from looking at her.

Her porcelain cheekbones are glistening, freckles sparkling at me as her lashes flick up and down gracefully. I’ve got half a mind to tell her I’m the mess that needs to be cleaned, just so I can feel the light pressure of her hands patting me down. “Yeah, thats good.” she grumbles, finally lifting her hands after some of the cider soaked into the towel.

“Thank you.” I whisper, completely losing myself.

Ellie sighs softly, “You got it.” she says before offering a hand to help me stand. My body fully revealed to her now, my white cheekies reveal the plump skin on my thighs and my bellybutton. Ellie doesn’t seem to mind looking, and I don’t either but the moment doesn’t last long enough before she wipes her nose and turns her gaze.

I clear my throat once and cross my hands over my stomach.

“I’ll, uh, just wait here while you—“

“— Yeah! I’m gonna go do that thing…” I awkwardly mumble as Ellie settles into the further end of the couch that didn’t get wrecked.

I turn to leave but don’t begin walking. My hesitation is unreal in the moment, so much so that I nearly trip once I decide to head back to my room. The second I step into my bedroom, back turned to the door I slap my face into both of my hands— my face is hot with panic. Right now, I could collapse into my pillows and scream for hours at how horridly uncomfortable I’ve made this so quickly. My attempt at a deep breath does little to calm me but I shake my head to get rid of the racket in my mind and open my wardrobe to sift through some cozy bottoms.

Loose, low rise pajama pants call to me.

As I close the door to the wardrobe, a figure looms in the open doorway of my bedroom.

“Ellie…” I sigh, posing the pants against my hips so we don’t have the same awkward encounter. The brunette splays her fingers apart nervously, “You okay?”

Embarrassed, I laugh. “Definitely.”

She nods, “Okay,” and she starts to step into my room which makes my heart drop. The closer she gets, the more breathless I become. Then her slender fingers cup my waist gently, pulling me flush to her chest. The pajama pants slip through my fingers. I can feel her jeans rubbing against my skin as she touches our foreheads. “You sure?”

I can’t bear the temptation any longer.

Ellie tilts her head to angle herself near my lips. I exhale just as our mouths collide. I grasp her shoulders in my hands, squeezing her like she can’t be real. The brunette seems to like my hold on her since she seems encouraged to kiss me deeper than before. My face relaxes and we both melt into a hug that fizzles the passion into absolute romance.

Slowly, Ellie pulls away and catches my eyes. Another slick smile curls onto her lips and she mocks me much like her usual self, "What're you, gay, or somethin'...?"

"Depending on the season." I tease back, biting into my grin cleverly.

We watch one another’s eyes as it becomes too obvious what sort of feelings we’ve been hiding from each other. Ellie unravels from me,

“How long…?” she asks quietly, she I worry that she might be disappointed that it took me nearly a year to initiate any actions towards my feelings for her. Her eyes sparkle at me while I tried to look for an answer. Somehow though, even if she has no idea of the specific answer this expression of realization coats her face,

Playfully I poke at the tattoo on her arm, “I totally waited too long.”

“You could’ve just told me.” she insists, bending her head to try and meet my eyes.

“… It’s why I’ve invited you…”

She gets close enough that I can’t resist her yet again and this time I initiate the kiss, pressing my lips up into her height while she pulls me in by my backside. Once our bodies touch we lightly squirm against each other, as if realizing that at some moment just a kiss won’t be enough. Ellie’s warm hands cup my face and we’re pressed so close together that I can feel her eyelashes kissing my cheekbones.

My hands rest on the sides of her stomach, which is tight beneath her shirt. Her lean body sends energetic charges through my fingers. A flood of comfort hits me and all the tension in my shoulders drops through the floor. Ellie had to be the one to pull us apart which she does gracefully, her hand sliding down my neck. Once her thumb rests on my collarbone I smush my face into her neck shyly.

She wraps me into a protective hug following, and we spend a few moments holding each other. It was almost exhausting coming to the realization of our feelings for one another because we’ve played after it so much. Now that it’s known, we have no more energy to waste not being this close.

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AN: WE LOVE A LADY. ellie gave charming, gentlewoman vibes and i’m feeling it. this one is shorter than i might like but… we’ll just leave this here for now. see you soon, tarthearts. and hey, if you have ANY REQUESTS pls feel free to INBOX ME. im still not sure how to attach request comments to a post, so just lmk and i’ll tag you in your preference : )

[bloodycherry22]

Can’t sleep? | Rick Grimes

Genre: smut

Summary: It’s the first night in Alexandria, you can’t sleep and decide to get a breath of fresh air but someone else may be awake too. Late night conversations lead to much more. (Requested)

Warnings: Sex, praise kink, cussing, friendly banter, no condom used? Not proofread

You were lucky to get a space on the couch, even though you had repeatedly offered to sleep on the floor so someone else could have the comfortable spot. A sigh escaped you as your head tilted back against the soft cushioning of the couch, the only light in the room being a single dimly lit lamp and the moonlight made it hard to see anyone, everyone was on edge but it seemed like they were all asleep.

It was impossible to sleep, it wasn’t about being worried about invasion or walkers, god knows why you were awake, but you were. It was driving you mad, sitting in silence for, maybe, three hours now. The darkness began to eat away at you and you felt deprived, deprived of oxygen rather than sleep, to be honest you were wide awake. You were o your feet quickly with a silent jump, being careful not to bother anyone as you tip-toed out of the house. Stepping out the front door, you felt as though you were finally able to catch a breath.

It was still dark outside but a few streetlights gently lit the roads of Alexandria. Looking over the wooden porch, you took a deep breath, leaning onto the banister and letting your eyes flutter closed.

"Sneaking out?" Spoke a low, gravelly voice, it made you flinch as your eyes shot open, meeting a set of blue ones, afew feet away.

"Shit, Rick, you really scared me" you scoffed and looked at him for a moment before turning back to the road, resting your forearms on the wood. He did the same, standing beside you, a small laugh coming from him as he hummed. "Well, why are you out here so late?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Rick" You retorted and he just huffed, seeming to look around, admiring what you just had. "I asked first" He stated, his accent thick. Rick wasn't your closest friend, but you knew him and seemed to follow him. You appreciated him and vice versa but it was rare for a one on one conversation to spike.

"I couldn't sleep, needed some fresh air..you?" You gave in, looking over at him, he took notice and met your eyes with his own once again. "couldn't sleep, then i saw you go outside and thought about all the possibilities of what could happen, so i had to come out" He explained.

You laughed a little and shook your head "Deannas right, your a leader alright, worrying all the time about all of us" He nodded in response, looking back at the road. "I still don't trust this place. but i want too, it would be nice" He said, standing straight, before walking over to the stairs and taking a seat on one of the wooden steps.

You decided to copy him, planting yourself beside him and speaking up "agreed, but we can't let our guard down, even if these people seem soft, it could be an act." You suggested. He seemed to think about this, looking at the nearby houses.

"I think it's too good to be true, its so clean and calm here, reminds me so much of the world before..everything" He muttered and you agreed quietly, looking at him and sending him a reassuing smile. He looked at you, his eyebrows furrowing as he pursed his lips, thinking.

“You think it’ll go back to what it used to be like?” He asked, and you thought about it before shaking your head. “No, I mean we could all live more normally, routines and towns, but we’ll never be in a world without walkers and murderers and I mean, we’ve killed people, can’t go back” you explained.

He agreed, nodding “what was your life like before..everything?” He asked, leaning back onto his forearms, you couldn’t help the smile on your face at the realisation it was deep talk o’clock. You hummed, explaining some of the main events in your past life. He listened deeply, reacting at some of your statements.

“How about you rick? Well I mean I know of Carl, Lori, Shane, whatever..but like actually” you huffed and he chuckled.

“It was good, I was pretty happy and Shane was great at the time, but I could always see the way he looked at Lori, it’s why I wasn’t as shocked as I should have been when I found out” he stated and you nodded, not able to ignore the sympathy you felt for him. He began again "what about your past love life? Anything exciting?"

"Hm..well, i had flings, and a serious relationship, but nothing out of the ordinary, i was single when the apocalypse began and i think i've grown to not mind it" You nodded proudly and he smiled, chuckling lightly. "Yeah, it isn't all terrible..hey even if we were on the lookout for a relationship, there isn't much choice" He responded.

"Well hey, speak or yourself, i just love me a walker" You said sarcastically, both sharing quiet laughter. "jokes aside, there isn't much choices but most of the people we know are pretty good looking, especially compared to the walkers"

"I guess your right" he huffed, shaking a few strands of hair out of his face before carrying on "I'd say your pretty good looking" he said calmly it shocked you, it was unexpected but not in a gross way. IT made your cold cheeks heat up as you looked away from him with a smile.

"Your not too bad yourself, officer friendly" You joked and he laughed, his head shaking as he gently nudged your arm. When his hand came in contact with your arm it made your skin get goosebumps, noticing the way he flinched, eyes widening. "you're freezing" he scoffed. In response, you shrugged, beginning to notice the cold temperature more. He paused, thinking for a moment before opening up his arms, as if asking for a hug, yet holding his jacket open as well.

With a nervous laugh, you scooted closer to him and leaned into his sie, letting him wrap his arm around you, his large hand rubbing up and down your arm to attempt to heat you up. You were close enough to hear the light thumping of his heartbeat, it made you feel slightly more relaxed as you let the new surroundings sink in. His scent filled your nose, he smelt cleaner than usual but he still had that deep, woody scent that usually went by unnoticed by you, but something was different.

The way his hand felt against you was different, the way e had looked at you was different, why hadn't you noticed him this way before?

"If you could fight anyone who would it be?" he randomly spoke up, knocking you out of thought. You looked up at him with slight confusion, he looked down at you, chuckling. Giving it a thought, you averted youer gaze before confidently looking at him and saying "Martin Luther King"

"What?!" He laughed, his head tipping back in pure enjoyment "That's horrible! He's like the nicest guy ever." You noticed the Adams apple in his neck and had to swallow your dirty thoughts, pushing out a laugh and shrugging. "You said anyone!"

"Fine okay, i think i would fight Ghandi" He stated and you scoffed loudly, hitting his side as you retorted "I'm the horrible one? Ghandi? The guy who was all for world peace and ending violence?"

He just snickered and pulled you closer, you smiled, feeling a new sense of comfort that felt unusual and different, what effect was rick having on you?

"okay, my turn..if you couldd..speak to anyone right now, who would it be? my answer? Pikachu..it would be. fucking. adorable" You nodded and he smirked before humming in thought. "I think..Winnie the pooh, why does he like honey SO much..its really not that good"

"Wow Rick, you seem passionate about that" You teased sarcastically and he puffed out a cloud of cold air before nodding "i am." The heartwarming conversation made you consider rick in a newfound glory. He sparked so much curiosity in you all of a sudden. You could feel the way his arm was tight around you, his hand now resting comfortably on your side as his jacket hugged you both. Your knees were millimeters away from touching, he desire to just brush your thigh against his grew and made your head feel fuzzy, like you couldn't think straight. You hoped your gaze wasn't blatantly obvious as you admired factors about him that you never had but to be honest, you didn't car-

"In your own world there, sweetheart?" He teased. Sweetheart, sweetheart, you repeated in your head, looking up at him bashfully and opening your mouth to say something, but he spoke again. "If we had a camera, i'd say take a picture so that it lasts longer"

His words made you blush as you nudged him and scoffed shamefully "Oh, you wish i was staring, bet you haven't had much action"

"Um, excuses me i've had a few women flirt with me, i mean hey, that jesse girl seems interested" He joked but suddenly her name made your heart cold, the hairdresser, she clearly admires Rick, too much. "Ooh, you don't like that..not one bit" He grinned, pulling you closer by your waist as you groaned and attempted to turn away.

"shut up, Rick" You huffed but he just shook his head as his gaze seemed to falter over your face, he head tilted to the side. "Hey, it's okay, can't say I wouldn't be a tad bit jealous if one of these Alexadrians managed to get you after we've known each other so long"

"You kidding? We barely spoke for years, this is probably the most we've ever talked" You rolled your eyes, adding a hint of playfulness to your tone. He hummed in agreement "can't deny that you're pretty though, doll..just 'cause i never said it, doesn't mean i don't think it"

You couldn't help the smirk that came onto your face at his words, glancing over his face in a way you hadn't ever considered, admiring his eyes and beard, and his lips, you weren't ashamed to be staring because through the comfortable silence, he was too. He mumbled a short "Fuck" under his breath before placing his hand under your chin and pressing his lips against yours with desirous power, like he was ravenous for it.

The feeling of his soft lips against yours made your skin prick and cheeks tingle in a stimulating glory, his hand that rested on your waist grippe tightly at the fabric of your shirt that suddenly felt so claustrophobic. Pulling back for a breath of fresh air, you looked at him, dazed and smirking proudly. He looked around before chuckling deeply, a hint of mischief in his tone. "This might be inappropriate, but there's a bedroom free upstairs.."

"Extremely inappropriate, but i'm definitely in" You nodded and stood up, holding your hand out for him, he was quick to take it, his large hand encasing yours. You quietly opened the door and stepped into the house, tiptoeing up the stairs with rick hasty behind you. You couldn't hep the giddy laughter that escaped you both, like two high teenagers sneaking in after a party.

The second you reached the bedroom, Rick was quick to lock the door and push you onto the bed, almost instantly atop of you, his hands falling to your hips. Your lips parted as he leaned towards you, kissing you again, he felt hungrier, more aggressive, his hands sliding over your stomach and rib cage as his tongue slipped in between your lips. You found yourself gasping quietly as his cold hands rested under your shirt, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling lightly. Seconds went by before he was pulling back to lift your shirt over your head carefully, eyes landing on your chest, his composure failing as he licked his lips, leaning into the crook of your neck to press fond and compassionate kisses into your skin, his hands sliding over the curve of your breasts. His touch lacking softness as he absentmindedly squeezed the plush of your chests, a quiet whine escaping you in return.

The noise cheered him on, one of his hands moving behind you, lifting you so that you arched against his clothed chest, he skillfully unclipped your bra, sitting up to pull it of off you, almost instantly leaning back down for a second taste, his kisses travelling down your collarbone and over your chest. His teeth dragging over your nipple, causing shivers to run down your spine as you muttered out a quiet "Rick"

"What is it, pretty? Tell me" He trailed his kisses lower, speaking between every peppered kiss. The foreplay was great but you wanted him and it had been a damn long time since you had been touched this way. "Enough teasing, i want you..please" You breathed out and he paused against your skin, like something had switched in his psyche. A strand of curse words spilled out of his mouth as he sat up, legs either side of yours, he tugged his shirt off before unbuckling his belt.

Though the room was dimly lit, his muscles were flexing clearly as he moved, his biceps tensing as he worked his belt off, the veins in his forearm prominent. His eyes met yours and he grinned proudly, about to speak but you cut him off. "Don't push your luck" You smirked, voice breathy and whiny yet a sense of authority clear. He snickered in response and leaned down to kiss you again, gently this time, the sound of his jeans hitting the floor loud along with the feeling of him undoing your pants hastily. "Shh, sleeping people are like everywhere" You giggled, mumbling into the kiss, his smile making the kiss messier.

Suddenly, your used your leg to flip you over, attempting to keep the kiss going as long as possible as you now carefully straddled his hips. Curiously, you pressed your heat against the his now naked cock, he let out a choked groan, his calloused hands instantly gripping your waist. You hummed in pleasure, deciding that was something to investigate further another day as you pushed your panties down and deepened the kiss as a way of saying 'keep quiet'

You reached your hand down and lined his member up with your heat, the feeling of his tip pushing past your slit making you both shudder, slowly, you pushed yourself onto him, a small whine leaving your agape mouth that so tenderly kissed his. He reassuringly rubbed gentle circles into your hips with his thumb.

The second the pain in your core subsided, you were quick to roll your hips against his, the feeling of his cock somehow hitting your g spot perfectly made your toes curl and head spin. Quiet whines and whimpers escaping you as you began to ride him greedily. After mere moments, you were close and by his stuttering hips and low groans, it was clear he was too. "Rick..i'm gonna cum" You mumbled needlessly into the kiss.

He pulled back from the kiss, his hands travelling advantageously, eyes flickering from your body to your face, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he began to watch the way you bounced on him. "Hold it doll, for me" He responded, teasingly as he moved his hand to your heat, palm resting respectfully as his thumb rubbed harsh circles into your clit in such a dreadfully pleasurable way you let out a loud whine, his other hand instantly covering your mouth. "shh..baby, quiet" he continued, harsh circles making the knot in your stomach twist. "that's it, let it go..good girl" he praised as you came undone. His hips lifted to meet yours as he rode out your high and brought himself to the edge, filling you with his cum, gravelly moans escaping him in whispers.

The room went silent, all to be heard was the panting and slowing of the wet movements from both of you. Lazily, you climbed off of him and laid beside him, he cautiously wrapped his arm around you, just like outside and huffed. "That was amazing" he mumbled.

"yeah, we should have deep conversations more often..maybe we'll learn to last longer"

"shut up and go to sleep" he laughed.

I'm sorry this took longer than i thought to come out! I ended up super busy, hope this is okay to the original requester. <3

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[bloodycherry22]

hii!! how are you??

i was going through ur some of ur works and was honestly pretty excited cause i haven’t been able to find a lot of good rick fics and i found myself loving ur style!

i was wondering if i could request f!reader x rick grimes smut? the night after they’ve settled in alexandria with everyone sleeping at ricks house, reader can’t sleep so she gets up and walks outside to the porch where she doesn’t notice rick follow her out. they never really spoke often considering they met at the prison and hadn’t known each other long, but she always found him physically attractive and vice versa. they start to talk and ask questions of each other where it starts to get more personal, maybe rick asks a risky question which leads to them sleeping together ?

Hi anon! I’m great, I just got over a really annoying cold lol. I love this idea sm. I will definitely get to writing it as soon as possible! If you want to give me a message and I’ll remind you when I post the fic.

But yes..the Rick community is so small, but there are some amazing fic writers! 💗

[bloodycherry22]

I don’t know how I just saw this, but oh my god. The way Rick is barely able to have self control and something about keeping quiet is just so perfect. 💗

The One (18+) || Rick Grimes

I dared to try a softer fic for you (I kinda needed it too) 👉🏼👈🏼💗 I hope you like it 💗

Summary: You would like to sleep with Rick and lose your virginity. But Rick is afraid not to be the right one.

Trigger: age gap (everyone is of age), some sweetness and my smutty stuff

There is a soft knock on my window and I look up from the book I was reading.

I slide off my bed and place the book on my dresser.

I quickly adjust my sleep shorts and open the window, "You're late."

Panting and grumbling, Rick props himself up on my windowsill and heaves himself into my room.

I quickly look down at the street and when I can't see anyone, I close the window and turn to face my visitor.

Groaning, he stretches out, "I'm getting too old for this."

Laughing, I look up at him, "Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that bad."

Grumbling, he brushes his boots off his feet and walks towards my bed to drop onto it, "You try loitering outside the house after a long day until your dad goes to sleep and then climbing up the wall to the 1st floor like an extreme athlete. Oh and my excuse why I am late: I fell asleep in the bush waiting for your dad."

Completely exhausted, Rick lies on my bed and I climb up next to him.

Sitting cross-legged, I place my hands on his chest and draw little circles with my fingers, "I'm sorry. I don't know what else he was doing in the kitchen for so long either."

Grumbling, he agrees and a smile steals back onto my lips, "We could just tell him."

I knew that would make him wide awake and he tears open his beautiful blue eyes, "Holy shit, no darling. You know damn well he'd kill me for dating his little girl. In case you've forgotten: I'm older than your dad, darling."

Chuckling, I put my hands on his shoulders and push myself onto his hips so I'm sitting astride him, "It was just a joke."

Eventually we would tell my dad, but the right time has yet to come.

When Rick arrived here in Alexandria with his group, I had been living here with my father for quite some time. Due to the fact that my mother passed away after I was born, it was always just my father and me. As a result, I grew up very sheltered, and even now that I'm a young woman, he wants to protect me from everything.

Even from Rick.

In the beginning, I became friends with Rick and I never really noticed how old he actually was because I felt comfortable with him.

The longer we spent time together, the more I fell in love with him and also told my dad more about Rick. Since my father is extremely attentive, he immediately noticed how infatuated I am with our leader and the conversation that I then had to have with him was anything but pleasant.

But what he discussed with Rick the next day was on a new level.

Up until that point Rick didn't even realize that I had a crush on him and then when my dad was talking man to man and telling Rick that "he should keep his hands off his little girl" and "he would cut his balls off if he even thought about sleeping with me".

Rick realized why I was always batting my eyelashes so exaggeratedly and why I kept grabbing his arm.

Up to that point, he never looked at me the way my father described, but then he couldn't think of anything else.

Every time I bent over, he couldn't help it and stared at my butt.

Every time I laughed about something he said, his heart couldn't help but do a little jump.

He swore he would never look at me that way or touch me at all, which clearly didn't work, seeing now how he puts his hands on my waist and looks up at me lovingly, "I'd climb to the 2nd floor for you too."

Chuckling, I ask, "Really?"

Playing agonized, he closes his eyes, "But please don't move your room."

Almost every night for weeks, Rick has climbed into my room through my window so that my father wouldn't notice that we both have skillfully ignored his warnings and are getting closer and closer to each other in my small room.

Slowly I bend over until I can lie on his chest and interlock my fingers under my chin on his chest.

From underneath I look into his face, "Rick?"

Questioningly, he looks at me, "Yes?"

I slide around a little on his hip and he grips me tighter to keep me from squirming, "Just lie still, please."

I bite the inside of my cheeks and notice how my hands get sweaty.

Rick has been coming to my room for weeks and we talk for hours, and in the end he holds me in his arms until I fall asleep cuddled up to him, but nothing more ever happens.

Every now and then we kiss, but even that is rare, let alone him touching me in any way that would be suggestive.

Rick is my first steady boyfriend and I actually have no idea at all how to seduce him, or if I'm even teasing him in that way.

That's why I set out to ask him about it, which is easier in theory than execution, when he looks at me this way and asks, "Darling? Is everything okay?"

Out of habit, I slide around on him again until Rick pulls me up firmly so that I'm sitting on his stomach and my face slides into his neck.

An "Uf" slips from my lips.

Confused, I sit up and Rick mutters, "Sorry. That was a little harsh, I know."

I shrug my shoulder and sigh softly, "It's okay. I wanted to ask you something."

Lovingly, he smiles up at me and I put my hands to his cheeks to play with his beard, "You can ask me anything you want."

Slowly I nod and gently tug on a gray hair, "Would you like to sleep with me?"

I'm not even done asking the question when Rick chokes on the air he inhales and his whole body shakes with coughing, "What?"

His voice is raspy and still he gasps for air, "Why are you asking me that?"

Embarrassed, I disengage my hands from his beard and nervously reach for the hem of my shirt.

It's not that I thought he was going to throw me on my back and take me right away, but that horror in his voice puts a serious damper on me.

I fight back tears as I say softly, "I don't know…you never try anything…and…I don't know…don't you want me that way?"

Gently, his hands slide to my thighs and I feel the cool metal of his wedding ring on my skin as he answers hoarsely, "Of course I'd sleep with you."

I dare to look him in the eye again, "Then how come you never touch me like that?"

Sighing, he presses the back of his head into the mattress, "I do touch you, darling."

In the dim light of the candle on my nightstand, I could swear his cheeks are flushed, restoring some security myself, and I rest my hands flat on his chest, "Never like you want to have sex with me. If you don't want me like that, then you need to tell me, Rick."

His hands slide to my hips and his body tenses beneath me as he murmurs, "I'd be your first."

Irritated, I frown.

I told him weeks ago that I've never slept with anyone before, and he's my first boyfriend, too.

At the time, he didn't seem to mind and I just assumed that Rick would eventually take my virginity.

I thought I would just have to wait until I was ready and he would initiate something, but I have been ready for a long time and he treats me more respectfully than he has to.

So I don't understand what he's getting at, "Yeah? I told you that weeks ago."

He finally looks at me again and sighs softly.

That's as far as I get before he gently pushes me lower on his hip again, pressing the bulge of his jeans against me.

Surprised, I tear my eyes open, "Oh."

I watch very closely as his cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red as he says softly, "I didn't mean to pressure you, and believe me, it really wasn't easy to hold back when you're always pressing your ass against me at night, darling."

It's the first time I've felt myself getting a man hard.

Rick tries to pull me back up, but I shake my head, "Don't."

His lips open slightly and I say softly, "I've never felt pressured by you before and I've never asked you to hold back."

The longer my crotch is pressed against his cock, the bigger the bulge becomes and I can see in his eyes how he forces himself not to move, "I don't want you to end up regretting anything. Our relationship isn't the showcase relationship you might want it to be and in a few weeks you won't feel like getting groped by an old guy and you'll wish I had never fucked you. Maybe you'll hate me that-"

I quickly put my hand over his mouth and stop him from saying any more crap like that: "Wow, where did you come up with that? Have I ever given you the feeling to be ashamed of you? I don't give a damn how old you are and to be clear now: I want to sleep with you. Only with you and no one else."

Firmly I press against his hardness and his fingers dig into my hip, "Darling-"

His voice is muffled by my hand and I undercut him again, "Just shut up and do what you want to do. If it gets to be too much or I just don't want to do it anymore, I'll tell you. I promise."

The uncertainty in his eyes is so unfamiliar that I feel like I'm taking his virginity, even though I'm the one who has absolutely no idea what to do.

Slowly, I release my hand from his mouth and look down at him, waiting.

The shadows of the candle surround his face and the light conditions with the blush on his cheeks make his beard look almost completely snow white.

I can't take my eyes off his beautiful face and instead lean over him to kiss him softly on the lips, which he barely returns and I whisper against it, "Rick?"

Slowly I move my hips and grind against him and he squints his eyes and softly breathes my name.

Again I press my lips to his and this time he returns the kiss.

Rick was my first kiss, too, and because even that comes up pretty short in our relationship, I wouldn't say I'm good at it.

But Rick has never complained either and that's why I always try to copy what he does.

As I gasp for a moment, Rick looks at me languidly, "Are you sure about this?"

I nod, "Yes, please."

For a brief moment he just looks at me, as if searching for doubt in my face, before lifting me slightly and spinning us around on my bed so that he's lying between my legs.

I get lightheaded at the feeling of his weight on me.

Of course, he's been close to me before, but never like this.

Not like this, with his hips resting between my legs and me pressing my breasts against his chest with every breath.

To the left and right of my head, he props himself up and looks down at me uncertainly: "Are you okay?"

My heart hammers in my chest and I place my shaky hands against his cheeks, "I don't know what to do. I have no idea what to do to make you like it."

I'm sure Rick will make me more than happy with his experience, but I want him to like it too, and I don't want to lie under him like a dead fish or do something that would completely ruin the evening.

Smiling, he lowers his head and grazes my earlobe with his lips.

My whole body is electrified as he whispers, "You can do whatever you want and I'll like it. You just have to breathe, darling."

Trembling, I take a deep breath and my breasts press against his body again.

My gaze is fixed on the ceiling above us as he kisses me behind my ear and then works his way down my neck.

I can't deny that he clearly knows what he's doing and then when he finds my sweet spot, I moan his name.

Immediately he lets go of me and I stare at him, thinking I've done something wrong, but he merely grins boyishly, "I've always wanted to hear that."

A hand of his slides over my body and he places his hand on the bare skin of my stomach, exposed by my shirt riding up, "But you have to be quiet, yeah?"

Meekly, I lower my eyes: "I'm sorry. It just feels so new."

The bed beneath me shakes slightly as Rick rolls off me and stays on his side beside me, "Hey, you don't have to apologize. I just don't want your dad to suddenly show up at the door because you called my name, darling."

He releases his hand from my stomach and reaches for my chin to bring my lips back to his.

Rick is so close to me that my arm is pressed to his chest and I want to turn to face him, but he slips his tongue into my mouth and releases his hand from my chin to rest it on my sternum and push me back onto the mattress.

I'm only noticing all of this in passing because I'm far too taken up with the way he's kissing me, completely claiming me.

The pressure he exerts almost drives me out of my mind and the fact that my skin will be all sore from his beard tomorrow doesn't matter to me at all.

The kiss is anything but innocent and I'm sure my father would go completely nuts if he could see Rick practically impregnating his little girl with his mouth.

I force myself to comply with Rick's instructions and not groan, which proves to be damn hard and my body begins to shake with suppression and excitement.

Then when I feel his fingers on the waistband of my sleeping pants, I can't suppress the whimper, "Rick."

His lips hover a few inches from mine and he tugs lightly on my waistband, "Is that okay?"

I'm completely breathless and I can see the excitement in Rick's eyes that he must see in mine as I breathe, "Yes, please."

My head falls back onto the mattress and I look down my body to see his hand slowly disappear under my waistband and he touches me over the fabric of my panties in my most intimate place.

Jerking, I thrust my hips towards him and my mouth hangs wide open.

He's barely touched me and yet I jerk my head around to him and yip, "More."

Smiling, he looks at me and makes a few motions over the fabric that almost make me beg.

But he leans in and kisses me softly on my open mouth, "Are you sure?"

Where I'm sure is that he's just teasing me with the question, but I don't care enough to groan softly and wrap a hand convulsively around the forearm that rests heavily on my stomach, "Rick, please."

Again keeping his gaze fixed on me, he murmurs, "As you wish, darling."

Agonizingly slow, he pulls the fabric of my panties aside and as his fingers touch my wetness, he moans softly, "Fuck, you're so wet."

Blinking, I look into his blue eyes and gasp softly, "Do you like me that way?"

Slowly he slides a finger inside me and my upper body comes off the bed.

I've done it myself sometimes, and especially on the days when Rick couldn't visit me in the evenings.

But never has it felt like Rick's hand between my legs and I barely catch him whispering in my ear, "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."

After a few thrusts with his hand, he slides a second finger inside me and I squint my eyes and press my free hand over my mouth to muffle my sounds, which now slip uncontrollably over my lips.

With his thumb he circles my clit and presses now and then directly on it, which almost brings tears to my eyes.

I'm no longer in control of my body and know full well that Rick is resting his head on one hand, watching me as I pathetically try to grind against his hand to get more from him.

Just when I think I'm not going to be able to take it much longer, he slides a third finger inside me and I feel like my heart is going to explode.

My breathing is erratic and I am a whimpering and moaning mess as I feel my entire abdomen tighten.

Rick must feel me tighten around him because he says softly, "Just let go, darling."

Reflexively, I move closer to his chest and when he presses on my clit again with his thumb, I'm done.

I push through my body and my toes dig into the bedding beneath us.

Again and again I tense around Rick's fingers, which don't stop thrusting into me over and over again, and I notice tears coming out of my eyes.

As my body relaxes, breathing heavily, I open my eyes and look back at my boyfriend, who looks at me as if I were the most adorable thing in the whole world.

Slowly he pulls his fingers out of me and brings them to his mouth.

I just stare at him as he licks them and feel like I could cum again at the sight.

Hoarsely, I bring out, "That was amazing," which makes Rick grin again and he kisses a tear from my cheek, "If you're already reacting that strongly to something like that, I'm dying to see what happens when I do you right."

Like one dying of thirst who has found water, I throw myself at him and press my lips firmly to his.

At first he's surprised by my force, but when he regains his composure, he returns the kiss and pushes me back onto my back.

His hair falling in his face tickles my cheeks and I gasp loudly, "Sleep with me."

I feel his hard cock against my leg, but still he says softly, "I didn't mean it like that. We can just leave it at that today if you want."

I bravely slide my hand between us and stroke the fabric of his jeans over his cock.

Immediately he pushes it further towards me and apologizes.

Gently, I smile at him, "I'm ready, Rick. If you want it too."

Shortly he just looks at me before he pushes away from me and I look at him confused, but he only stands up to take off his shirt.

My eyes are glued to his hands, which are exposing more and more skin piece by piece and I feel like I'm seeing him bare-chested for the first time.

I don't care that I'm staring at him and he does the same, as I am pulling my sleeping shirt over my head a lot more inelegantly than he does.

Completely motionless, I watch him unbuckle his belt and then lean over me, "Lift your pretty ass up, darling."

Never has his voice been so deep and rough as it is with these words.

It drips with arousal.

Immediately I do as he asks and allow him to remove my pants including panties.

Naked I lie in front of him on my bed and he lets his eyes glide over me with pleasure.

Every single inch of my skin he touches with his gaze and when he looks back into my face he says reverently, "To me you're perfect."

A lump forms in my throat and all I can do is watch him take off his pants and then his boxers.

Rick's no bodybuilder, but the muscles that point the way to where I need to look are clearly there, and I follow the signposts.

And how I follow them.

It's the first time I've seen a man completely naked and as I consider what I'm about to have inside me, I break out in a cold sweat.

Rick's fingers inside me was already quite tight and unfamiliar, but to take this thickness inside me seems almost impossible.

Quietly, his voice comes through to me: "Darling? Look at me, please."

Lazily, I look into his eyes and have to marvel as I see his cheeks take on a slight pink hue as well, "Do you trust me?"

Slowly I nod, "Yes, Rick."

He then moves back towards my bed and pushes himself over me so I can feel his hardness against my thigh.

Without breaking eye contact he pushes my legs a little further apart, "You really want to do this? You won't be able to undo it then."

I slowly awaken from my stupor and place my sweaty hands on the back of his neck, "I know. You give me everything I've ever wanted, Rick. You make me feel safe and I know you respect me. I want you to be the one."

I feel his cock twitch at my words and I tug lightly on the curls at the nape of his neck, "Just be careful, please. You're…so big."

Gently he kisses my cheek, "I promise. If it gets too much for you I'll stop. Try to relax and stay loose, okay?"

I nod and with that sign Rick adjusts himself so I can feel his tip at my entrance.

Unintentionally, I tense up and he puts a hand on my cheek, "Relax. I'm not hurting you."

He strokes my swollen lower lip with his thumb and my concentration turns to it.

Once I stop tensing, he pushes into me inch by inch.

High-pitched whimpers escape me at the feel of him stretching me, and I squint my eyes.

Rick's body shakes with restraint and he gasps, "You're so fucking tight. Oh shit I can't take this for long."

On and on he pushes and my heart threatens to jump out of my chest.

Loudly I moan Rick's name, "Rick…oh god…"

Immediately he presses his hand to my mouth, "Shhhhh. I know, darling. I know. But you have to be quiet."

The feeling of having his hand on my mouth only makes everything more intense and I push myself towards him.

I open my eyes and see Rick biting down hard on his bottom lip, panting hoarsely, "Can I…God…can I get inside you completely?"

I don't know how much is missing, but with his hand on my mouth, I nod and gratefully moan into it as he sinks completely inside me.

His arm that he's leaning on gives up a little and his upper body presses harder against me.

Panting, he apologizes and I wrap my legs around his waist.

It's like a natural movement and Rick seems to like it.

So I pull him even closer like this and now he's the one squinting his eyes tightly, "Can I move? Please?"

Until now, I hadn't even thought about how much this level of self-control demands of him, and I'm so incredibly grateful that he's still giving me the time to get used to him.

Again, I press closer to him and murmur into his hand, "Yes."

Trembling, he pulls back on me, only to press himself back into my tightness, not taking his eyes off me for a second.

I wouldn't say it feels uncomfortable, but it's different than his fingers that were inside me before.

It's much more intense and he's a lot bigger.

I feel every vein in me and am gripping his hair tightly as he thrusts a little harder than before and a high pitched moan escapes my lips.

Gasping, Rick lowers his head to put his lips to my ear, "Can you keep it down? I'm taking my hand off your mouth."

Hectically, I nod and take a gasping breath as he takes his hand from my mouth and when I think I can breathe normally again, he slides his now free hand between us and runs his finger over my clit.

Uncontrollably, my insides tighten so much around his cock that he bites down hard on my neck to hold himself back and not wake my father a few rooms away.

The pain is nothing compared to his hips slapping against my thighs in a steady rhythm.

Without a sound crossing my lips, my mouth forms a perfect 'O' and hearing Rick muffle his own deep moan against my neck goes to my head.

Spasmodically, I press closer to him and slide my hands from his neck to his broad shoulders.

His muscles tense with each thrust and feeling the movements under my palms is intoxicating.

This beautiful man is on the edge of his self-control and that's only because he's fucking me and I'm barely doing anything but spreading my legs for him.

I barely recognize my voice as I whimper, "Kiss me."

Moaning and messy, he places his lips on mine and I dig my fingers into his skin.

In that moment, I'm incredibly grateful that my bed is relatively sturdy and doesn't squeak like the bed I had in my room just a few months ago.

I'm barely aware of him murmuring into my mouth, "Let go, darling. Just let go."

Trembling, I yip his name and my body rears up aimlessly.

My whole body is tense and that's when I feel the knot loosen.

Hard, he presses his mouth to mine, muffling my attempts to cry out his name.

That's all I'm capable of, and all I can think about is Rick.

The way he moves above me and inside me.

How he kisses me and his body feels pressed against mine.

Completely out of it, I'm aware of him twitching inside me and growling hoarsely, "Fuck, you're so good."

He lifts his head to face me again and I blink lazily up at him as he enters me with the final thrusts and I feel like I won't be able to take one step tomorrow.

Gently, he pushes my chin up and whispers harshly, "Are you okay, darling?"

I'm not sure how I imagined sex, but certainly not like this.

This level of intimacy and surrender has me fully knocked out and I let my hands slide to his chest, "Oh my God."

Alarmed, his eyes dart over my face, "I was too rough wasn't I? Shit, I shouldn't have covered your mouth. You couldn't even tell me you didn't want more. Darling, I-"

With all my strength, I push Rick off of me so that he comes to lie on his back next to me and I can lie down on his chest.

Surprised by my sudden strength, he stops talking that crap and I sigh, "'Oh my God' I meant positive. That was amazing."

I can see a weight fall off his shoulders, "So you liked it? You don't regret it?"

With my hand, I draw little circles on his chest and say, "With you, I have no regrets, Rick."

The silence that follows is so pleasantly relaxing that it takes me a few minutes before I dare to say anything else, "I have a question."

Rick grumbles something that I take as agreement and I take a deep breath, "Can you do that again? Right now?"

Nothing happens for a moment before his chest vibrates with laughter under my ear, "Right now? Nah, but if you want I can show you something else."

Immediately I sit up and look at him pleadingly, "Yes please."

The boyish smile reaches his beautiful blue eyes and the warmth in them blows me away.

He looks at me as if I am the only thing in the world to him.

Like I'm all he needs to breathe.

And I look at him the same way.

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